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I own someone.'/><category term='I&apos;m chased'/><category term='I&apos;m at Cadbury land'/><category term='PSP is what I want'/><category term='Bffs?'/><category term='exams are making me feel so dead'/><category term='ILY guys. :D Thank you'/><category term='I want a piano no a french horn no a flute..'/><category term='school starts'/><category term='i miss hubby'/><category term='out of my mind'/><category term='Choices'/><category term='health'/><category term='in love'/><title type='text'>Oops, I fell</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://akumademoiselle.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2376087999214392012/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://akumademoiselle.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2376087999214392012/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>akumademoiselle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17891791291020360202</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRN_agXrrQ/ShvHR8c_eII/AAAAAAAAAFE/l3zbmtLxa78/S220/blank.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>202</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2376087999214392012.post-5636304059061233955</id><published>2010-02-06T19:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-06T20:20:27.851+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wordpress'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Here's my new link. I may or may not be updating this blog from now onwards. akumademoiselle.wordpress.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though I have to say I feel like changing the URL to bienagiter.wordpress.com  I think bien agiter means shake well in french. LOL. I saw it on Shara's liquid paper. ^^V&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2376087999214392012-5636304059061233955?l=akumademoiselle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://akumademoiselle.blogspot.com/feeds/5636304059061233955/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://akumademoiselle.blogspot.com/2010/02/heres-my-new-link.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2376087999214392012/posts/default/5636304059061233955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2376087999214392012/posts/default/5636304059061233955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://akumademoiselle.blogspot.com/2010/02/heres-my-new-link.html' title=''/><author><name>akumademoiselle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17891791291020360202</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRN_agXrrQ/ShvHR8c_eII/AAAAAAAAAFE/l3zbmtLxa78/S220/blank.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2376087999214392012.post-930097828798966290</id><published>2010-02-02T21:33:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-02T21:34:38.161+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Blehdy hell!! She has a boyfriend?! &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;*slaps self* One, I cant wait to see who. Two, I wanna see her get married. I'm talking about Colbie Caillat not your mum. -.- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2376087999214392012-930097828798966290?l=akumademoiselle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://akumademoiselle.blogspot.com/feeds/930097828798966290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://akumademoiselle.blogspot.com/2010/02/blehdy-hell-she-has-boyfriend-slaps.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2376087999214392012/posts/default/930097828798966290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2376087999214392012/posts/default/930097828798966290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://akumademoiselle.blogspot.com/2010/02/blehdy-hell-she-has-boyfriend-slaps.html' title=''/><author><name>akumademoiselle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17891791291020360202</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRN_agXrrQ/ShvHR8c_eII/AAAAAAAAAFE/l3zbmtLxa78/S220/blank.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2376087999214392012.post-7164380110083518288</id><published>2010-02-02T21:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-02T21:32:19.120+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/tCSl42gNq3c&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/tCSl42gNq3c&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="300" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;I'm trying my very best to get mum to get me the Colbie Caillat merchandise bundle. *sulks* Received an email today from Colbie Caillat's official web and so, it states there that there is a promotion thing. *melts* AND IT'S ONLY $50!! AND IT HAS THE HOODIE THAT I HAVE ALWAYS WANTED!!! MAMA!! I WANT! I PASSED MY MATHS TEST!! Hmph. http://stores.allaccesstoday.com/popup.aspx?src=images/Product/large/1935.jpg  Check it yo. LOL. Anyway, I passed my maths test, did I told you that? OH, CONGRATS COLBIE CAILLAT!!!! Hell yeah Travis, she WON an award, together with Jason Mraz. :) i *heart* Colbie. Btw, I'm changing to Wordpress. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2376087999214392012-7164380110083518288?l=akumademoiselle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://akumademoiselle.blogspot.com/feeds/7164380110083518288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://akumademoiselle.blogspot.com/2010/02/im-trying-my-very-best-to-get-mum-to.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2376087999214392012/posts/default/7164380110083518288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2376087999214392012/posts/default/7164380110083518288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://akumademoiselle.blogspot.com/2010/02/im-trying-my-very-best-to-get-mum-to.html' title=''/><author><name>akumademoiselle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17891791291020360202</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRN_agXrrQ/ShvHR8c_eII/AAAAAAAAAFE/l3zbmtLxa78/S220/blank.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2376087999214392012.post-3987893669686450263</id><published>2010-01-31T20:26:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-31T20:53:38.178+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I&apos;m a failure'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I don't know what to do&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm falling for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Somehow its stuck in my head. What can I do? What can I say? I think I'm falling for you. Oh *insert name* you drive me crazy half of the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, screw that *do the screw you sign*. I need to get a grip of myself. You're married to 2 instruments and 1 homosapien. Isnt that enough? You even have a kid. Half metal half wood somemore. *smacks face*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right, hello there. I wish I could upload photos especially the photo of my toilet which has no door. .__. Sadly, the contractor made the wrong measurements for the new door that it couldnt fit the toilet door thingy. So 4 of us have to share my parent's toilet. -.- Imagine everyone having diarrhoea. .__. Oh look!! THERE'S A BEETLE ON MY BED BESIDE ME!!! Maybe it got attracted to the song I was switching on. Righhhht. Anyway, back to topic. I didnt sleep well last night all thanks to *plays fanfare* THE WEIRD SOUNDS COMING FROM THE TOILET NEAR THE LIVING ROOM! Oh hell yeah, I was scared. Honeybee had an early night last night cause he was sick and so couldnt wait up for me. :(  Since I'm not used to shutting my room door when I'm sleeping, I couldnt do much. I just kept quiet. To be exact silent. :( Slept late last night, like around 1 am or so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Maybe I should control my temper? But how? I wish I had the key to all my answers so that I could open it up and read them. I wish I knew who to choose at this current moment. I wish he was texting me. I wish we could be bestfriends again. I wish he wouldnt have left me here. I wish he is still here, cracking retarded jokes and reading me stories. :) I should have treasured the past more if I knew what was coming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm a failure. I'm not sure why. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2376087999214392012-3987893669686450263?l=akumademoiselle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://akumademoiselle.blogspot.com/feeds/3987893669686450263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://akumademoiselle.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-dont-know-what-to-do-i-think-im.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2376087999214392012/posts/default/3987893669686450263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2376087999214392012/posts/default/3987893669686450263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://akumademoiselle.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-dont-know-what-to-do-i-think-im.html' title=''/><author><name>akumademoiselle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17891791291020360202</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRN_agXrrQ/ShvHR8c_eII/AAAAAAAAAFE/l3zbmtLxa78/S220/blank.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2376087999214392012.post-3832348278262543692</id><published>2010-01-29T23:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-29T23:41:34.371+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Read his blog. Found nothing of me. Saw a few rants. I nearly slept on mum's laptop. Honeybee is fast asleep, I bet. I'm still here. awake, frozen, cold. .___.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"If I were to say I need you, what would you reply?"&lt;br /&gt;"Hell yeah, I'll be there. LOL."&lt;br /&gt;"Merepek la! I'm serious ok!"&lt;br /&gt;"I'll be there. :)"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish that was it. Life is a mess. You have got to clean up every piece of garbage you can find.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GUESS WHAT?! I JUST REMEMBERED TO POST THIS!! HAHAHAHAHAHAAHAHA!! JOLYNA'S SCHOOL BAG IS A "LAPTOP BAG" THAT IS LIKE A TROLLEY THINGY!! HAHHAAHA!! Mr Gopal even said this to her, "Eh this is a school, not a shopping centre." when she started to pull her bag like a trolley. *laughs till choke* And her RETARDED reason is, "My mother ah. I tell her, 'I dont want. I dont want this type of bag!' but she still buy for me."  I swear I felt like asking, "Was the bag meant for your siblings?" HAHA! I find the bag, adorably horrible. :D So childish sia. I know la you're trying to save your back but, Ya Allah! Tak payah la kau nak bawak bag macam gitu. MEMALUKAN MASYARAKAT!! *kekek*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2376087999214392012-3832348278262543692?l=akumademoiselle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://akumademoiselle.blogspot.com/feeds/3832348278262543692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://akumademoiselle.blogspot.com/2010/01/read-his-blog.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2376087999214392012/posts/default/3832348278262543692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2376087999214392012/posts/default/3832348278262543692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://akumademoiselle.blogspot.com/2010/01/read-his-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>akumademoiselle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17891791291020360202</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRN_agXrrQ/ShvHR8c_eII/AAAAAAAAAFE/l3zbmtLxa78/S220/blank.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2376087999214392012.post-6298101743626993516</id><published>2010-01-29T22:48:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-29T23:20:38.954+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='i miss every little thing'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Hello! I havent been updating much, why?! CAUSE I'M BUSY AND BOTH MY COMPUTER HAS NOW CRASHED (well, I think it has crashed. I'm not sure.)  anyway, be happy I'm updating. I know you missed me, LMAO. I *heart* honeybee. :) I'm on the phone with him, talking bout Sentosa and the prices per entrance. Stay with me, honeybee. :D I'll promise to &lt;strike&gt; smack &lt;/strike&gt; care for you.:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, school is a bore. Band has never been this boring, before. WE ARE TAKING PART IN SIBF!! ^^ I think we are going to participate la. -.- We didnt get to change our POA teacher. I just got to know that our POA teacher has only taught POA for only a month and my class is the guinea pig class. Oops. Band is such a bore. I have so much to complain yet not sure where / how / who to talk to about my problems. Ok, I have honeybee, Shara, Amirul Hariz, Sabrina (not really la, we're having a tiff), I remember writing my problems in my English journal for Ms Rachel Teo to read. ): I miss writing journal. I miss being a primary school kiddie. I miss Allayarham Mr Roslan. I miss how band used to be so fun. I miss my daily routine. I miss my old smile. I miss my randomness. I miss my thoughts. I miss being alone. I miss Syabil. ): I'm not sure if my feelings are true but I have a feeling of falling in love with someone else. I miss Syabil and our retarded laughters and our calls that will not end till past midnight. ): I miss conferencing with 3 other guys and being the only girl speaking up for the girls' rights eventhough they will alwys win. I miss how we share our problems and me ending up tearing (but they didnt notice me). I miss how Syabil or Syaqil start a fight with one another and Syabil saying this, "Later Ayah come in la! Keep quiet la! Later I'm the one to blame you know!" LOL. I miss waking up the next day looking like a zombie. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2376087999214392012-6298101743626993516?l=akumademoiselle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://akumademoiselle.blogspot.com/feeds/6298101743626993516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://akumademoiselle.blogspot.com/2010/01/hello-i-havent-been-updating-much-why.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2376087999214392012/posts/default/6298101743626993516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2376087999214392012/posts/default/6298101743626993516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://akumademoiselle.blogspot.com/2010/01/hello-i-havent-been-updating-much-why.html' title=''/><author><name>akumademoiselle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17891791291020360202</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRN_agXrrQ/ShvHR8c_eII/AAAAAAAAAFE/l3zbmtLxa78/S220/blank.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2376087999214392012.post-6873355447738932353</id><published>2010-01-24T16:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-24T16:48:29.988+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;font size="5"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;LUCKY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I'LL NEVER LET YOU GO.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;STAY WITH ME.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;DON'T HOLD ME DOWN.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;HELLO.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;USE SOMEBODY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;CIRCLES.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;BUBBLY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;FALLIN' FOR YOU!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;I'm in love. ♥ :) &lt;font size="5"&gt;☺I ♥ HONEYBEE. &lt;font size="3"&gt;blehdy hell, I havent completed my assignments. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="5"&gt;I MISS HONEYBEE.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2376087999214392012-6873355447738932353?l=akumademoiselle.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRN_agXrrQ/ShvHR8c_eII/AAAAAAAAAFE/l3zbmtLxa78/S220/blank.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2376087999214392012.post-6890098695494701872</id><published>2010-01-22T15:48:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-22T16:09:27.119+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SCDF'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRN_agXrrQ/S1lcjBWAptI/AAAAAAAAAl0/00uQ-Srigeg/s1600-h/P190110_20.14.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429472582497773266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRN_agXrrQ/S1lcjBWAptI/AAAAAAAAAl0/00uQ-Srigeg/s320/P190110_20.14.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Heelloo there. Oh, I've been rather busy. Like blehdy busy. *points to Band* Yesterday was the actual SCDF performance. ^^ AWESOMENESS!! I SAW FAQIH DURING THE RECEPTION! I was like overjoyed. LOL. He hasnt change since the last time I met him. Ok, he looks rather decent yesterday than his usual weirdo self. ._____. AND, Ms Teo thought Faqih was my brother or boyfriend. She wanted to tell us to gather to take photos on the stage, and so this was what happened, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#999999;"&gt;Ms Teo: Ok, gather up there on stage already&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#999999;"&gt;Me: *Offers Faqih my half eaten ice cream* Eh Faqih, you want not? *turns to Ms Teo* Huh? Now? Tsk.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#999999;"&gt;Faqih: Eh, I finish it ah. So little. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#999999;"&gt;Me: Aiya, whatever la. I need to hurry already.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#999999;"&gt;Ms Teo: Your brother ah?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#999999;"&gt;Me: Uh, no. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#999999;"&gt;Ms Teo: Your boyfriend ah?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Me: *points to Faqih who has already swallowed the whole ice cream cone* Eeee. No way! LOL.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Then Ms Teo walked off. And I had to leave. ): BUT, before I left the reception area, I managed to wave to Faqih who suddenly went missing when i turned. .___.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Aqilah and Izza said I can be a newsreporter when I'm older. ._. Mainly because, Aqilah thinks my voice fits the job as a pembaca berita whereas Izza thinks I can be a pembaca berita cause I can say "salam sejahtera" so fluently and I have the accent of a pembaca berita. But, sadly I forgot to ask if I could be a Malay pembaca berita or an English one? And my right eyelid was swollen. .__. Thanks to a mosquito bite. When I got home, the part below my left eye (where there is always eyebags and dark circles) was swollen thanks to another mosquito bite. -.- My eyes attracts mosquitoes. -.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Is my spoken Malay really that baku and perfect? BLEHDY HELL! I WANT MY MALAY SLANG AGAIN!!!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2376087999214392012-6890098695494701872?l=akumademoiselle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://akumademoiselle.blogspot.com/feeds/6890098695494701872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://akumademoiselle.blogspot.com/2010/01/heelloo-there.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2376087999214392012/posts/default/6890098695494701872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2376087999214392012/posts/default/6890098695494701872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://akumademoiselle.blogspot.com/2010/01/heelloo-there.html' title=''/><author><name>akumademoiselle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17891791291020360202</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRN_agXrrQ/ShvHR8c_eII/AAAAAAAAAFE/l3zbmtLxa78/S220/blank.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRN_agXrrQ/S1lcjBWAptI/AAAAAAAAAl0/00uQ-Srigeg/s72-c/P190110_20.14.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2376087999214392012.post-2400117034335713427</id><published>2010-01-19T17:22:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-19T17:49:16.491+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dear honeybee'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height="285" width="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Plqn7uUwOpI&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Plqn7uUwOpI&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="350" height="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;verse1:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Hello there, I'm the one who's waving at ya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;and I have something I'd like to say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Hello there, if you could lean a little closer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;you could hear the secret I gotta share&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Get butterflies when you smile at me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;as you walk on by meas I'm sitting here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Hello there, can someone tell me what to do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;because I'm lost with words when I'm with you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;prechorus:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Maybe I like you just a little&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Maybe I like you, a lot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt; Baby I'm standing in the middle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Do you notice, do you notice me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;chorus:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Boy, don't you dare stop your smiling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt; I promise you the rain will stop any day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Boy, if you're ever getting lost&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;you know my hand is not, too far away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;from yours&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;from yours&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;do do do......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;verse2:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Hello there, if you would please give me a piece of your heart &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I promise to give you mine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Hello there, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I'd guard it with my life with safety pins and glue&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;and with masking tape and screws&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;and there's nothing you could do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;because...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;prechorus:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Maybe I like you just a little&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Maybe I like you, a lot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Baby I'm standing in the middle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Do you notice, do you notice me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;chorus2:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Boy, don't you dare stop your smilin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;gI promise you the rain will stop any day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Boy, if you're ever getting lost you know my &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;hand is not, too far away fromyours,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt; you know the night has never been so clear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;the milky way is swirling above us&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;now, we'll be dancing in the moonlight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;counting stars at great heights&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;one by one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;one by one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;one by one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;tonight...................do do dooo.....million&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Hello there, my knees are skinned my shoes are lost&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;can't chase pavements if our roads never cross&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="340" height="285"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Jw3EhoiYrwk&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Jw3EhoiYrwk&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="350" height="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3366ff;"&gt;I'm in love with her WONDERFUL voice. :) It's just so heavenly. ^^V and she sounds abit like Colbie Caillat. :D That's what I like and I'm blehdy jealous. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#3366ff;"&gt;So, honeybee promised he wold save up money for our 4th monthsary which is 9 days after my birthday. SO it's like a double surprise thing. LOL. ♥ honeybee. :) And I wont let that Whore steal you away from me. *starts poking Whore using middle finger and starts doing the "screw you" hand sign* LOL. Oh, Ms Julya Chan made me thought that I was hallucinating or day dreaming cause SHE LOOKED EXACTLY LIKE MS WEN WHEN SHE CAME INTO THE CLASS. I was like "My blehdy hell. Am I hallucinating or something?" . SCDF YESTERDAY WAS FUN! Minus the part that I had stomach cramp thanks to *insert your own word*. So, we, band members were "dismissed" earlier, well actually we only skipped assembly which was the last two periods. The bus was uber late. -.-  AND, Aliyah chose me to be in some God knows what thing she made me joined. I only know that there's Edrie, Aliyah, Travis and me. Yes, I'm the only 3E4 kiddie. ): BUT WE'RE GOOD FRIENDS! Especially Travis and I. :D We have been buddies since primary school, dude / dudette. :D I remember Aliyah said its at Rivervalley Sec and we're representing our school. O.O AND, MS TEO WAS THE ONE THAT TOLD ALIYAH TO CHOOSE THE KIDDIES (well that's what Aliyah told me) . Ok, so I'm blehdy nervous and starting to regret what I've said to Aliyah. Oh, nevermind. So, Mei Hwa wasnt in school and didnt go &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#3366ff;"&gt;for the rehearsal cause she has sore eyes and &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;ELVIS LEOK YI KIAT (I forgot how&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt; to spell his Chinese name!!) said Mei Hwa has sore eyes cause &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;she looked in the mirror for too long and if she had stared &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;longer, SHE COULD TURN BLIND. Blehdy evil sia Elvis! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2376087999214392012-2400117034335713427?l=akumademoiselle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://akumademoiselle.blogspot.com/feeds/2400117034335713427/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://akumademoiselle.blogspot.com/2010/01/verse1-hello-there-im-one-whos-waving.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2376087999214392012/posts/default/2400117034335713427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2376087999214392012/posts/default/2400117034335713427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://akumademoiselle.blogspot.com/2010/01/verse1-hello-there-im-one-whos-waving.html' title=''/><author><name>akumademoiselle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17891791291020360202</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRN_agXrrQ/ShvHR8c_eII/AAAAAAAAAFE/l3zbmtLxa78/S220/blank.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2376087999214392012.post-8082690477245995590</id><published>2010-01-17T21:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-17T21:29:35.317+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRN_agXrrQ/S1MQStxioWI/AAAAAAAAAls/ABE8Oab-IIc/s1600-h/P170110_16.03.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427699889622655330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRN_agXrrQ/S1MQStxioWI/AAAAAAAAAls/ABE8Oab-IIc/s320/P170110_16.03.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;I looked horrible. The reason why I'm posting tons, of posts is cause I realised I havent been updating much. .__. MY HAIR IS GETTING BROWN-ier. Blehdy hell. I cant see my veins popping out in this photo. -.- AND I WASNT EVEN STRUMMING. Bleahh. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2376087999214392012-8082690477245995590?l=akumademoiselle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://akumademoiselle.blogspot.com/feeds/8082690477245995590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://akumademoiselle.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-looked-horrible.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2376087999214392012/posts/default/8082690477245995590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2376087999214392012/posts/default/8082690477245995590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://akumademoiselle.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-looked-horrible.html' title=''/><author><name>akumademoiselle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17891791291020360202</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRN_agXrrQ/ShvHR8c_eII/AAAAAAAAAFE/l3zbmtLxa78/S220/blank.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRN_agXrrQ/S1MQStxioWI/AAAAAAAAAls/ABE8Oab-IIc/s72-c/P170110_16.03.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2376087999214392012.post-2124659300763861148</id><published>2010-01-17T20:57:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-17T20:58:44.946+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my rights'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;If everything were to be my fault, I would have been in a fucking big shit of trouble. FUCK YOU! Who the fuck do you think you are?! You raised your voice can ah? I have MY RIGHTS! AND I WILL FIGHT FOR IT!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2376087999214392012-2124659300763861148?l=akumademoiselle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://akumademoiselle.blogspot.com/feeds/2124659300763861148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://akumademoiselle.blogspot.com/2010/01/if-everything-were-to-be-my-fault-i.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2376087999214392012/posts/default/2124659300763861148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2376087999214392012/posts/default/2124659300763861148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://akumademoiselle.blogspot.com/2010/01/if-everything-were-to-be-my-fault-i.html' title=''/><author><name>akumademoiselle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17891791291020360202</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRN_agXrrQ/ShvHR8c_eII/AAAAAAAAAFE/l3zbmtLxa78/S220/blank.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2376087999214392012.post-9020567339727625870</id><published>2010-01-17T20:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-17T20:45:12.153+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;I WANT CONTACT LENS! *starts poking mum* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;MUM IS HOME! ^^ I LOVE YOU MUMMY! She was home since last Thursday. *blank face* Yesterday was tuition. Woke up at 8+ am to only realize that I was the only one awake and dad didnt make my milo and breakfast (oh, hell yeah I'm one pampered kiddie). Had to rush, (and guess what? I only realized that I didnt shampoo my hair when I got out of the toilet) ate my breakfast (that I made myself ^^ and ended up nearly scalding my whole mouth thanks to the UBER HOT milo), kissed mum goodbye, went out, missed tht 241 bus, waited, reached Boon Lay Interchange, topped up Ez-link (or wtv you call it nowadays), rushed to board 180 but missed it, took 180 at 9.20 (40 minutes before my tuition starts), reached Bukit Panjang, ran to Aunty's house and reached there at 10.05 sharp (5 mins late), rang mum, started tuition, finished tuition, ate at Aunty's house, dad picked me up, got lost when dad was driving and busy chatting on the phone with Aunty and reached home. (Boring post. -.-)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3366ff;"&gt;I ♥ MYSELF / him / her / them / YOU.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Falling in love?&lt;/span&gt; Oh, hell yeah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;How long?&lt;/span&gt; It seems forever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Will it last?&lt;/span&gt; I hope so. ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Do you love him?&lt;/span&gt; I do, but rather in love with him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;So who is he?&lt;/span&gt; Only people that are naive will believe me when I say he is Hafiz. HAHA!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;So who is it?&lt;/span&gt; Oh, it's him. Him, who I'm in love with and adores me. It's a secret between us. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2376087999214392012-9020567339727625870?l=akumademoiselle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://akumademoiselle.blogspot.com/feeds/9020567339727625870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://akumademoiselle.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-want-contact-lens-starts-poking-mum.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2376087999214392012/posts/default/9020567339727625870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2376087999214392012/posts/default/9020567339727625870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://akumademoiselle.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-want-contact-lens-starts-poking-mum.html' title=''/><author><name>akumademoiselle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17891791291020360202</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRN_agXrrQ/ShvHR8c_eII/AAAAAAAAAFE/l3zbmtLxa78/S220/blank.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2376087999214392012.post-883184513333447683</id><published>2010-01-14T17:07:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-14T18:27:31.385+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='i miss her'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height="285" width="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/dBg5NMU8RWk&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/dBg5NMU8RWk&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="350" height="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;If we find that our vision is blinding, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;we should slow down and maybe we will find it, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;every heart just needs a little time to grow, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;If we grow through a little bit of hard times, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;You should know that to fix it it'll take time,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;baby hold on before we start to lose control,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;Oh, what can I say, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;What can I do, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;How do we change,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;I'm not gonna lose you! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;If the world stops turning, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;If the sun stops burning, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;When the cold wind starts to blow, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;I'm gonna let'cha know, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;oh, I'll never let'cha go, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;When you feel like breaking,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;when your heart keeps waiting,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;when the tears begin to fall, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;I'm gonna let'cha know, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;oh, I'll never let'cha go. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;Don't have those feelings inside cuz, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;If they're talked back they could turn your heart black, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;how long will it take to for us to let this go?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;Will you just wait, we'll let loose, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;Will you know, My feelings are true, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;If the world stops turning, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;If the sun stops burning, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;When the cold wind starts to blow,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;I'm gonna let'cha know, oh, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;I'll never let'cha go, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;When you feel like breaking, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;when your heart keeps waiting, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;when the tears begin to fall, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;I'm gonna let'cha know, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;oh, I'll never let'cha go. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;baby, I am standing here, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;we're trying to get past the fears, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;Hoping you won't let me go, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;Ohhh, I wanna let'cha know!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;If the world stops turning,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;If the sun stops burning, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;When the cold wind starts to blow, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;I'm gonna let'cha know, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;oh, I'll never let'cha go, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;When you feel like breaking, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;when your heart keeps waiting, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;when the tears begin to fall, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;I'm gonna let'cha know, oh, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;I'll never let'cha go. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;Do do, do do, I'll never let'cha go,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;do do, do do, I'll never let'cha go, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;do do, do do, I'll never let'cha go,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;do do, do do, I'll never let'cha go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;Oh, I wanna let'cha know! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;"&gt;A song for mum. ^^ Who is still at the hospital. COME HOME ALREADY! WE NEED SOLID FOOD HERE AT HOME! -.- P/s: Oh hell yeah, the song is for you honeybee. :D *you know I know, LMAO*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#33cc00;"&gt;School has been a bore. .________. I got scolded by Mdm Aisah during malay class cause she thought I was busy chit chatting and not even completing my work, WHEN I HAVE CLEARLY COMPLETED THE FILING AND WAS WAITING FOR THE OTHER STACKS OF PAPERS TO GET TO ME. That annoying Syafiq kept disturbing me. I was already looking like a zombie during malay class and there he was irritating me. -.- Stupid partner and blehdy hell, all of us had to "donate" 20 cents to buy a hole puncher or what we call it PENEBUK LUBANG in malay. How lame can that ever be? Like, cant Mdm Aisah lend us hers? Ok, maybe she doesnt have one but couldnt she borrowed it for another teacher first? I mean, like HELLO, she didnt tell us to bring the darn PENEBUK LUBANG two days back. -.- I mean, I dont mind "donating" 20 cents to buy the hole puncher but sadly, today I was totally OUT OF CASH. Like, I only had a few cents in my wallet. -.- So, I was wondering at the end of the year, who will get that hole puncher? Common sense man. GOSH. Ms Julya Chan, my SS teacher, reminds me of Ms Wen my P5 and P6 science teacher. AND OH MEH GOOSE!! Shara and I saw a teacher in our school that at first glance HE LOOKED EXACTLY LIKE arwah MR ROSLAN and from the back, he looks like Mr Roslan, the way he walks, his bodylanguage BUT not the same fashion sense. -.- AND I DONT KNOW HIS NAME! -.- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Someone from NUH Rehab centre has just called home asking where's Mdm Yatimah (my mum, that is) and I was like, "*shock voice*ISNT SHE HOSPITALIZED?!" and the woman said my mum was discharge today. AND I WAS LIKE, "SERIOUS?! SHE IS NOT AT HOME! Why dont you try checking?" After the conversation, called dad who was in the mosque and I was like asking him tons of questions. LIKE TONS and all he said was, "mama is still at the hospital la! Maybe collecting her medications with abang and she is not even dischargd yet!" -.- I was totally unhappy, called mum who was laughing at me. OH BLEHDY HELL. Then heard one of my Aunty's voice. -.- Mum kept saying she hasnt been discharged yet, sooooo, I VIDEOCALLED HER! ^^ And, she ws still on the bed, with the hospital attire and trying to eat her medications and aunty was busy talking about God knows what. (I couldnt hear a thing!) -.- SO, I'm not sure if she is going home or not. OH I HOPE YES! I MISSED HER! AND I WONT LET YOU GO, MUM! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2376087999214392012-883184513333447683?l=akumademoiselle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://akumademoiselle.blogspot.com/feeds/883184513333447683/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://akumademoiselle.blogspot.com/2010/01/if-we-find-that-our-vision-is-blinding.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2376087999214392012/posts/default/883184513333447683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2376087999214392012/posts/default/883184513333447683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://akumademoiselle.blogspot.com/2010/01/if-we-find-that-our-vision-is-blinding.html' title=''/><author><name>akumademoiselle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17891791291020360202</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRN_agXrrQ/ShvHR8c_eII/AAAAAAAAAFE/l3zbmtLxa78/S220/blank.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2376087999214392012.post-2584831173861784747</id><published>2010-01-12T18:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-12T18:44:50.307+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;I havent been updating much. I have decided to remove my tagboard, SOON. Mum has been admitted to the hospital and I blehdy hell miss her. ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2376087999214392012-2584831173861784747?l=akumademoiselle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://akumademoiselle.blogspot.com/feeds/2584831173861784747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://akumademoiselle.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-havent-been-updating-much.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2376087999214392012/posts/default/2584831173861784747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2376087999214392012/posts/default/2584831173861784747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://akumademoiselle.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-havent-been-updating-much.html' title=''/><author><name>akumademoiselle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17891791291020360202</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRN_agXrrQ/ShvHR8c_eII/AAAAAAAAAFE/l3zbmtLxa78/S220/blank.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2376087999214392012.post-2621064174814271618</id><published>2010-01-09T17:08:00.013+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-09T17:43:40.924+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRN_agXrrQ/S0hPxEItQdI/AAAAAAAAAlk/FzA_-fOnpgQ/s1600-h/editedd.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424673455510208978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRN_agXrrQ/S0hPxEItQdI/AAAAAAAAAlk/FzA_-fOnpgQ/s320/editedd.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRN_agXrrQ/S0hPtk7xHZI/AAAAAAAAAlc/sZP0hxvIYwk/s1600-h/edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424673395594829202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRN_agXrrQ/S0hPtk7xHZI/AAAAAAAAAlc/sZP0hxvIYwk/s320/edited.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRN_agXrrQ/S0hPaQLzQbI/AAAAAAAAAlU/4bgLAY1SIlg/s1600-h/P080110_22.19.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424673063607419314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRN_agXrrQ/S0hPaQLzQbI/AAAAAAAAAlU/4bgLAY1SIlg/s320/P080110_22.19.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRN_agXrrQ/S0hPIQ0EmGI/AAAAAAAAAlM/mKF-GIAND8E/s1600-h/P080110_22.18%5B01%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424672754538682466" style="DISPLAY: block; 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CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRN_agXrrQ/S0hOKu0mFeI/AAAAAAAAAks/Xp_mPXrQahg/s320/P080110_22.06.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRN_agXrrQ/S0hNRBFMw5I/AAAAAAAAAkk/8apLz8LwU2I/s1600-h/P030110_13.05.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424670705911120786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRN_agXrrQ/S0hNRBFMw5I/AAAAAAAAAkk/8apLz8LwU2I/s320/P030110_13.05.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;My new capo! ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRN_agXrrQ/S0hNHsva_rI/AAAAAAAAAkc/ge88IK9gIiU/s1600-h/P010110_19.16.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424670545832246962" style="DISPLAY: block; 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Mainly cause no one ever floods my tagboard and I think not many is reading my blog, SO WHO THE FUCK CARES ABOUT MY BLOG. ^^ It's kinda good, though. ;D I'll try to make up my mind and make a decision. -.- Or maybe, I could make my blog temporarily "private". ^^ I have to go. I can hear dad yelling my name. Oolala. -.- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2376087999214392012-1614723830140160089?l=akumademoiselle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://akumademoiselle.blogspot.com/feeds/1614723830140160089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://akumademoiselle.blogspot.com/2010/01/im-planning-to-make-my-blog-private-or.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2376087999214392012/posts/default/1614723830140160089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2376087999214392012/posts/default/1614723830140160089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://akumademoiselle.blogspot.com/2010/01/im-planning-to-make-my-blog-private-or.html' title=''/><author><name>akumademoiselle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17891791291020360202</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRN_agXrrQ/ShvHR8c_eII/AAAAAAAAAFE/l3zbmtLxa78/S220/blank.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2376087999214392012.post-3822330725701839652</id><published>2010-01-05T16:04:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-05T17:06:03.923+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school starts'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="285" width="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/dBg5NMU8RWk&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x234900&amp;amp;color2=0x4e9e00&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/dBg5NMU8RWk&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x234900&amp;color2=0x4e9e00&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="350" height="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;A song for those who are madly in love. LMAO but seriously, an amazing song, by who else?! COLBIE CAILLAT!! ^^ I was at Youtube looking at videos. THEN, I FOUND THIS. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="285" width="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Plqn7uUwOpI&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x234900&amp;amp;color2=0x4e9e00&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Plqn7uUwOpI&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x234900&amp;color2=0x4e9e00&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="350" height="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;ADORABLE! ^^ I wish I was her. -.- Anyway, I promise, if she were to &lt;strike&gt;give birth to an&lt;/strike&gt; have an album, I WOULD PURCHASE IT, that is if they even have her album here in Singapore. :) Go to Youtube and type, &lt;a class="hLink fn n contributor" onmousedown="yt.analytics.urchinTracker('/Events/VideoWatch/ChannelNameLink');" href="http://www.youtube.com/user/glorialeemusic"&gt;glorialeemusic&lt;/a&gt; or you can just click the name I typed. :D She's awesome and she reminds me of my cousin, Aiishah Yeow (thats not her name, that is). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;I am so pissed off with school. It always happens, EVERY YEAR. The first week is always a FUCKTUP week. LIKE REALLY, FUCKTUP. Yesterday, I had band. OH HELL YEAH. I have an ulcer ON THE TIP OF MY TONGUE. IMAGINE HOW PAINFUL IT IS WHEN I HAVE TO KEEP TOUNGING. Bleah. Not only that but after I wasted my breath warming up for piccolo and tuning my piccolo, I didnt even use it for any songs. Played hubby for HSM and the Hannah Montanna song (Gay, I know) . I couldnt even tongue properly. I was like trying my blehdy best but end up screwing the Hannah Montanna song. -.- Right, first day was, FINE. Got to know Mdm Aishah is my form teacher. *starts running around and screaming my lungs out* Spent $5 on A4 exercise books and I'm now pokai. Like, really badly pokai. Soooo, today I thought it was gonna be like A-WEE-WEE-DAY, turned out, I'm blehdy wrong. *oops* Had to sit at the back of the class since I came late. Physics was AWESOME cause Mr Anwar is taking my class, again. ^^ AND HE REMEMBERS ME! When we had to intro ourself, it was my turn and he was like "HAH! I REMEMBER YOU! Siti, 2E2, now tell me your PSLE score." I was like, "219". "See! She got 219 for PSLE!" I was like "wth? Like that also must tell?" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;After Phy had English, MY TEACHER IS MR PRABHU(and our english file is ORANGE)! &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;MS TEO!! I NEED YOU!! COME BACK!! MS RACHEL TEO!! I WANT TO WRITE JOURNAL ENTRIES!! I WANT TO FEEL LIKE A P6 KIDDIE AGAIN!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;So, ater English, had MA, Maths teacher didnt come. ): then recess, rushed to bookshop to purchase books. GUESS WHAT?! I ONLY FOUND OUT LAST NIGHT THAT I DIDNT PURCHASE THE WHOLE SET OF MALAY BOOKS. Bought the books, went to find a spot and told Faustine to keep an eye on my books and the next thing you know when I came back with Shara and my food, THE SPOT I TOLD FAUSTINE TO KEEP AN EYE ON WAS OCCUPIED BY THE MALAY KIDS. I WAS TOTALLY LIKE, "EH WTF! Chi bai! Aku dapat tempat ni dulu sial!" in my heart, that is. I dont wish to get bashed up by them. Found a spot right next to Travis and that perempuan jeling tu jeling jeling pat aku, aku buat bodoh sudah. Kau ambik tempat aku lah sundal! After recess, went back to class room and had malay. Mdm Aishah is my malay teacher. She re arranged our seatings and wrote some stuffs that we should bring on every lesson and that was when I found out the paper I had witten down things that I have to buy was missing. MISSING. I turned and asked Sabrina if she had seen the paper, and *suspen music* Mdm Aishah totally "yelled" at me. "Awak mahu tanya beliau apa?" So I answered la, "Kertas nota saya hilang." she made me repeat my sentence twice. -.- And she told Zikry to sit infront of the teacher's table so that she can take good care of him since she saw potential of him being an A1 student. Wth?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2376087999214392012-3822330725701839652?l=akumademoiselle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://akumademoiselle.blogspot.com/feeds/3822330725701839652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://akumademoiselle.blogspot.com/2010/01/song-for-those-who-are-madly-in-love.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2376087999214392012/posts/default/3822330725701839652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2376087999214392012/posts/default/3822330725701839652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://akumademoiselle.blogspot.com/2010/01/song-for-those-who-are-madly-in-love.html' title=''/><author><name>akumademoiselle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17891791291020360202</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRN_agXrrQ/ShvHR8c_eII/AAAAAAAAAFE/l3zbmtLxa78/S220/blank.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2376087999214392012.post-5936840169731577975</id><published>2010-01-03T20:59:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-03T20:59:41.481+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Stupid. I HATE COOKING. FUCKK.... Stupid rice cooker! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2376087999214392012-5936840169731577975?l=akumademoiselle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://akumademoiselle.blogspot.com/feeds/5936840169731577975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://akumademoiselle.blogspot.com/2010/01/stupid.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2376087999214392012/posts/default/5936840169731577975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2376087999214392012/posts/default/5936840169731577975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://akumademoiselle.blogspot.com/2010/01/stupid.html' title=''/><author><name>akumademoiselle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17891791291020360202</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRN_agXrrQ/ShvHR8c_eII/AAAAAAAAAFE/l3zbmtLxa78/S220/blank.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2376087999214392012.post-6545810020322922371</id><published>2010-01-03T20:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-03T20:57:43.341+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happy new year?'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;"&gt;BOOYA!! HAPPY NEW YEAR!!!!!!!!!!! ..............&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Shit, I'm two days late, darn it. Anyway, SCHOOL IS TOMORROW!! DARN IT!! Time flies. I remember I was still sitting on East Coast Beach last year and witnessed the MARVELLOUS "fireworks" by ships. ;)  This year, we went to Labrador (I really am not sure how you spell it) Park. Waited for hours. Played guitar AND ada "mamat" floating cap nak sindir aku. I was like "wtf?" They were singing Majulah Singapura and totally SPOILING IT. I didnt even know what the hell were they singing. O.O  I had to ask mum, "Ape diaorang nyanyi ni?" -.-  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#33cc00;"&gt;I have to update some other time. That is, if I even have the time to relax. BAND PRACTICE STARTS TOMORROW!!! MUST CHIONG AH!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2376087999214392012-6545810020322922371?l=akumademoiselle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://akumademoiselle.blogspot.com/feeds/6545810020322922371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://akumademoiselle.blogspot.com/2010/01/booya-happy-new-year.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2376087999214392012/posts/default/6545810020322922371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2376087999214392012/posts/default/6545810020322922371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://akumademoiselle.blogspot.com/2010/01/booya-happy-new-year.html' title=''/><author><name>akumademoiselle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17891791291020360202</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRN_agXrrQ/ShvHR8c_eII/AAAAAAAAAFE/l3zbmtLxa78/S220/blank.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2376087999214392012.post-2894578068376798762</id><published>2009-12-30T16:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-30T16:28:10.600+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height="360" width="580"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/6jCa0jZBQTY&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x006699&amp;amp;color2=0x54abd6&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/6jCa0jZBQTY&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x006699&amp;color2=0x54abd6&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="350" height="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;I am inspired by her. Have fun in life. Everyone has fears and troubles. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2376087999214392012-2894578068376798762?l=akumademoiselle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://akumademoiselle.blogspot.com/feeds/2894578068376798762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://akumademoiselle.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-am-inspired-by-her.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2376087999214392012/posts/default/2894578068376798762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2376087999214392012/posts/default/2894578068376798762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://akumademoiselle.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-am-inspired-by-her.html' title=''/><author><name>akumademoiselle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17891791291020360202</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRN_agXrrQ/ShvHR8c_eII/AAAAAAAAAFE/l3zbmtLxa78/S220/blank.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2376087999214392012.post-6876057056483011989</id><published>2009-12-30T15:42:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-30T16:21:12.785+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stupid'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height="364" width="445"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/v_N-IkBhwMk&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x006699&amp;amp;color2=0x54abd6&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/v_N-IkBhwMk&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x006699&amp;color2=0x54abd6&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="350" height="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;"&gt;I'm just so tired of these troubles that I try to hide. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Makes me wanna wash away my whole world inside. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;"&gt;I think it's time that I make changes in the things I do. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;"&gt;This weight on my chest I am ready to loose. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;"&gt;And all this time I've been getting in my own way. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;"&gt;I have to tell myself only I can be the one to make a change. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Don't hold me down. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Oh, I was getting so far. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Don't hold me down. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Cause I don't wanna fall apart. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Don't hold me down. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;"&gt;You see me waking up and feel it now. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;"&gt;I'm breaking down and nothing's gonna stop me now. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;"&gt;No, no. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;"&gt;I have been rocking back and forth across the line. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Hanging for a moment on the wrong side. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Now I'm standing up, I think I'll be here for a while. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Hope I rememeber how to keep on this steady smile. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;"&gt;All that time I was getting in my own way. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;"&gt;I had to tell myself only I could be the one to make a change. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Don't hold me down. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Oh, I was getting so far. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Don't hold me down. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Cause I don't wanna fall apart. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Don't hold me down. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;"&gt;You see me waking up and feel it now. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;"&gt;I'm breaking down and nothing's gonna stop me now. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;"&gt;I know I'm gonna fight it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;"&gt;I'm tired of being blinded. So.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;"&gt;I won't hold me down. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Oh, I wanna go so far. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;"&gt;I won't hold me down. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;"&gt;I don't wanna fall apart. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Don't hold me down. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;"&gt;You see you're waking up and feel it now. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;"&gt;I'm breaking down and nothing's gonna stop me now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;"&gt;No, no. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Nothing's gonna stop me now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;"&gt;No, no, no. No, no. No, no. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;This will be the song for 2010. ^^ I AM PREPARED (well, I think I am) FOR 2010. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Been feeling rather down for the past few days. I screwed up the food mum cooked yesterday. I was heating it up today. I guess the flame was friggin big that a few minutes later, when I came in to check, the gravy has dried. I panicked (duh?). Remember the time I burnt a whole pot of gravy? Rings a bell? Right, so I checked if the sotong is burnt or something. I thank my God that the sotong was not harmed. The gravy has magically dissapeared though. Ok, skip to the next point. Came home from school with Abang then he yelled at me why is there no gravy in the pot. I explained, he called dad. He then passed the phone to me and the next thing you know, dad was yelling at me. There I was in my room, trying to hold back my tears from trickling down my cheek. He said (in Malay, that is), "A simple thing and you cant do it?! You're just re-heating the gravy! You know how tired your mum was last night?! But she still cooked for you all!" I couldnt say anything. I was at fault. No one else but me. I really felt dumb at that moment. I felt like he was calling me stupid because I cant do something simple. I didnt say anything to defned myself. I know it was useless. Every choice I make, I end up in misery. Every single thing I do, there's always something wrong with it. I dont know why. I felt small, useless, hopeless, stupid, miserable. If only I didnt re heat the gravy, I wouldnt be in this mess. But I would still be yelled at. Why? Cause I didnt re heat the gravy. I dont know what's with me. Everything seems so wrong. All the choices I've made are wrong. Now, I'm not even sure if I've made the right subject combination or have I made the right decision of falling in love? I cant take anymore pressure. Maybe its all my fault. I know, everything happens for a reason. But is this how my life is suppose to be? Miserable, unhappy, fake smiles, fake laughter, fake love? Everything seems so fake. I've tried to breakthrough but I aint moving anywhere. I'm still stuck here alone. Cause nobody seems to understands me. What I really want and what I really need. I'm not saying I have bad friends and bad family members but maybe alittle understanding could help. I'm tired of always being there for myself and others when others dont even seem to care of my thoughts, my feelings, my opinions, my thirst for attention. I'm not an attention seeker. I dont expect people to pop up in front of my door and say, "You can cry on my shoulder." I dont need that. I dont need people to push me around and tell me what to do. I may be a stubborn headed kid but a trusting hand will be enough to make me ease. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2376087999214392012-6876057056483011989?l=akumademoiselle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://akumademoiselle.blogspot.com/feeds/6876057056483011989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://akumademoiselle.blogspot.com/2009/12/im-just-so-tired-of-these-troubles-that.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2376087999214392012/posts/default/6876057056483011989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2376087999214392012/posts/default/6876057056483011989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://akumademoiselle.blogspot.com/2009/12/im-just-so-tired-of-these-troubles-that.html' title=''/><author><name>akumademoiselle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17891791291020360202</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRN_agXrrQ/ShvHR8c_eII/AAAAAAAAAFE/l3zbmtLxa78/S220/blank.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2376087999214392012.post-8938235119009501307</id><published>2009-12-29T13:10:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-29T14:05:08.145+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='update'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object id="flashObj" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=" height="412" width="486" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000"&gt;&lt;param name="_cx" value="12859"&gt;&lt;param name="_cy" value="10901"&gt;&lt;param name="FlashVars" value=""&gt;&lt;param name="Movie" value="http://c.brightcove.com/services/viewer/federated_f9/4020141001?isVid=1&amp;amp;publisherID=301939184"&gt;&lt;param name="Src" value="http://c.brightcove.com/services/viewer/federated_f9/4020141001?isVid=1&amp;amp;publisherID=301939184"&gt;&lt;param name="WMode" value="Window"&gt;&lt;param name="Play" value="-1"&gt;&lt;param name="Loop" value="-1"&gt;&lt;param name="Quality" value="High"&gt;&lt;param name="SAlign" value=""&gt;&lt;param name="Menu" value="-1"&gt;&lt;param name="Base" value="http://admin.brightcove.com"&gt;&lt;param name="AllowScriptAccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;param name="Scale" value="ShowAll"&gt;&lt;param name="DeviceFont" value="0"&gt;&lt;param name="EmbedMovie" value="0"&gt;&lt;param name="BGColor" value="FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="SWRemote" value=""&gt;&lt;param name="MovieData" value=""&gt;&lt;param name="SeamlessTabbing" value="0"&gt;&lt;param name="Profile" value="0"&gt;&lt;param name="ProfileAddress" value=""&gt;&lt;param name="ProfilePort" value="0"&gt;&lt;param name="AllowNetworking" value="all"&gt;&lt;param name="AllowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://c.brightcove.com/services/viewer/federated_f9/4020141001?isVid=1&amp;publisherID=301939184" bgcolor="#FFFFFF" flashvars="videoId=19604475001&amp;playerID=4020141001&amp;domain=embed&amp;" base="http://admin.brightcove.com" name="flashObj" width="486" height="412" seamlesstabbing="false" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" swliveconnect="true" allowscriptaccess="always" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/shockwave/download/index.cgi?P1_Prod_Version=ShockwaveFlash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;Dad is home. I "composed" a song last night. I was shutting the windows when *wham* &lt;strike&gt;the window shuts itself and my poor nose got stuck &lt;/strike&gt;an idea popped in my head. I have to say the first line is exactly like Taylor Swift's Untouchable (go check it out). Anyway, I kinda got inspired by Taylor Swift's and Colbie Caillat's songs. Bleahh. I still think the sing needs a lot of improvement. O.O&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6666;"&gt;I havent been updating much BECAUSE, on Christmas Eve, dad brought the whole family to Mad Jacks at Bedok. AWESOMENESS. Food there is, HEAVENLY. Though it comes with a really nice price. I ordered the Mad Jacks special, called Rib eyed *I forgot*. Ordered Cheese Fries, which was way better than heaven, LOL. The fries was really soft, the cheese melts in your mouth AND, they come in a frigging large (maybe extra large) plate. Fries lovers, you should try it out. :D Then, for desert I had the Blackforest cake which had a scoop of Vanilla ice cream on top of it. Mom had the meringue thing, WHICH IS REALLYCHEWY BUT WAS REALLY OISHI!! The meringue had whipped cream and diced fruits like kiwi, mango, strawberry etc, on top of it. Oh, for drinks I had root beer float. :D *heavenly* You should go there, just prepare a stash of cash. ^^V&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;"&gt;On Christmas day. I didnt go anywhere. It rained. On Saturday, went to Wak Ju's house. Had some karaoke sessions, wii-ing sessions, makan-ing sessions. LMAO. Yeah yeah. On Sunday, went to Expo. Saw Fiza O watched the competition, Kita Pun Ada Talent. Had dinner at Bedok Corner. Went home. Reached home just on time for the results. Watched Swing Girls. ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2376087999214392012-8938235119009501307?l=akumademoiselle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://akumademoiselle.blogspot.com/feeds/8938235119009501307/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://akumademoiselle.blogspot.com/2009/12/dad-is-home.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2376087999214392012/posts/default/8938235119009501307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2376087999214392012/posts/default/8938235119009501307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://akumademoiselle.blogspot.com/2009/12/dad-is-home.html' title=''/><author><name>akumademoiselle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17891791291020360202</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRN_agXrrQ/ShvHR8c_eII/AAAAAAAAAFE/l3zbmtLxa78/S220/blank.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2376087999214392012.post-2898889974138278060</id><published>2009-12-28T14:49:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-28T14:49:51.976+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;I AM VERY PISSED OFF WITH POPULAR. Textbooks that I've pre-ordered online two weeks back is still not here. When I called, "Hold on ah. I pass the phone to my coleague." And she put on hold for more than 10 minutes and till now, no response. I hung up. Blehdy pissed off.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Really wtf la. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2376087999214392012-2898889974138278060?l=akumademoiselle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://akumademoiselle.blogspot.com/feeds/2898889974138278060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://akumademoiselle.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-am-very-pissed-off-with-popular.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2376087999214392012/posts/default/2898889974138278060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2376087999214392012/posts/default/2898889974138278060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://akumademoiselle.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-am-very-pissed-off-with-popular.html' title=''/><author><name>akumademoiselle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17891791291020360202</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRN_agXrrQ/ShvHR8c_eII/AAAAAAAAAFE/l3zbmtLxa78/S220/blank.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2376087999214392012.post-4051817137187526912</id><published>2009-12-24T16:36:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-24T17:11:27.832+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Screw Mixpod.com I was like so happy, overjoyed, enthusiastic, on cloud 9 cause my blog is finally gonna have some songs. :D Then *plays suspens music on piano* "Fuck! Eh walao! Why wouldnt it play?! ABANG! WHY WOULDNT IT PLAY?!" So, dear readers, I am really sorry if you dont like my music, who cares anyway? I mean, you're in my blog. Everywhere you see is just &lt;strike&gt;ME!&lt;/strike&gt; my stuffs. My type of music. (Everything is by Colbie Caillat in the music thing in my blog, I am really sorry if you hate her cause maybe you're blind enough to not see real talent.) I wanted to actually put in her whole Breakthrough Deluxe Edition but decided not to. (I dont wish to have her hunting down me with a knife in her hand. I mean, I'm not sure if its legal to have a whole album in your blog.) Rightttt, Sulaiman told me Azmi texted him asking how to stop loving someone and how to find out if he still has feelings for that person. I SWEAR, THE FIRST TIME I READ THAT MESSAGE, I KNEW THAT SHE WAS ME. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6666;"&gt;What's the problem sia? Dude (or maybe dudette) dont you understand English and Malay? I dont like nor love you. AKU TAK SUKA APA TAH LAGI MENCINTAI MU. (The Malay one is rather different compared to the English one) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Stop it. I'm not falling for you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2376087999214392012-4051817137187526912?l=akumademoiselle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://akumademoiselle.blogspot.com/feeds/4051817137187526912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://akumademoiselle.blogspot.com/2009/12/screw-mixpod.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2376087999214392012/posts/default/4051817137187526912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2376087999214392012/posts/default/4051817137187526912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://akumademoiselle.blogspot.com/2009/12/screw-mixpod.html' title=''/><author><name>akumademoiselle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17891791291020360202</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRN_agXrrQ/ShvHR8c_eII/AAAAAAAAAFE/l3zbmtLxa78/S220/blank.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2376087999214392012.post-9099936596738957170</id><published>2009-12-23T16:57:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-23T16:57:06.516+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>boredom&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2376087999214392012-9099936596738957170?l=akumademoiselle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://akumademoiselle.blogspot.com/feeds/9099936596738957170/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://akumademoiselle.blogspot.com/2009/12/boredom.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2376087999214392012/posts/default/9099936596738957170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2376087999214392012/posts/default/9099936596738957170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://akumademoiselle.blogspot.com/2009/12/boredom.html' title=''/><author><name>akumademoiselle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17891791291020360202</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRN_agXrrQ/ShvHR8c_eII/AAAAAAAAAFE/l3zbmtLxa78/S220/blank.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2376087999214392012.post-8548162279820622596</id><published>2009-12-23T15:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-23T16:05:09.968+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height="340" width="560"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/uc0anuuLQ4E&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/uc0anuuLQ4E&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="350" height="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;I AM IN LOVE WITH THIS SONG!!!! I mean I love this song. It's really awesome. I've tried playing it on my guitar. I'm not gonna update much. I'm otp with my &lt;strike&gt; part time boyfriend &lt;/strike&gt;  Amirul Hariz. :D  He called me just to play Stand By Me by Ben E. King.&lt;br /&gt;I have to go. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2376087999214392012-8548162279820622596?l=akumademoiselle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://akumademoiselle.blogspot.com/feeds/8548162279820622596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://akumademoiselle.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-am-in-love-with-this-song-i-mean-i.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2376087999214392012/posts/default/8548162279820622596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2376087999214392012/posts/default/8548162279820622596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://akumademoiselle.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-am-in-love-with-this-song-i-mean-i.html' title=''/><author><name>akumademoiselle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17891791291020360202</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRN_agXrrQ/ShvHR8c_eII/AAAAAAAAAFE/l3zbmtLxa78/S220/blank.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2376087999214392012.post-1077895724649431767</id><published>2009-12-22T17:48:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-22T17:58:55.426+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jason mraz'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vids.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=vids.individual&amp;amp;videoid=100008241"&gt;You And I Both&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="360" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://mediaservices.myspace.com/services/media/embed.aspx/m=100008241,t=1,mt=video"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://mediaservices.myspace.com/services/media/embed.aspx/m=100008241,t=1,mt=video" width="425" height="360" allowfullscreen="true" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/jasonmraz"&gt;Jason Mraz&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://music.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=videos"&gt;MySpace Music Videos&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vids.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=vids.individual&amp;amp;videoid=49776296"&gt;"Lucky" Official Video With Colbie Caillat&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="360" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://mediaservices.myspace.com/services/media/embed.aspx/m=49776296,t=1,mt=video"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://mediaservices.myspace.com/services/media/embed.aspx/m=49776296,t=1,mt=video" width="425" height="360" allowfullscreen="true" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/jasonmraz"&gt;Jason Mraz&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://music.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=videos"&gt;MySpace Music Videos&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I love both of the videos. :D &lt;/strong&gt;I'm hoping I wont fall in love with Jason Mraz or I would end up buying his albums. O.O now, I dont want that to happen again. BUT I ♥ JASON MRAZ! And Colbie Caillat. AND Taylor Swift. AND Jason Reeves. ^^V I ♥ everyone. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6666;"&gt;I love the video of lucky thought the ending is kinda confusing but it's awesome! ^^ Cause I love them both. I mean, you cant blame me. It's the song of me and honey. :D Honeybee♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;But, I'm not sure why everytime I listen to Lucky, the only thing I can think of is Syabil. Monsieur Syabil. Uh ya, Syabil is the mysterious Monsieur in my blog. Oh, and everytime I watch any Japan or French movie, it reminds me of Syabil. Goodness. Snap out of it. Ok, maybe because I fell for him (old days story) and he's my bestfriend and Lucky is about falling in love with your bestfriend who is across the ocean, not that we are separated from an ocean or something but we live freaking far from each other. O.O  I'll update more tomorrow.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Addicted to: Stay with Me, Colbie Caillat. Lucky, Jason Mraz with Colbie Caillat (either ways). Here Comes the Sun, The Beatles and Colbie Caillat (Colbie did a cover of it). Rainbow, Colbie Caillat. :D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2376087999214392012-1077895724649431767?l=akumademoiselle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://akumademoiselle.blogspot.com/feeds/1077895724649431767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://akumademoiselle.blogspot.com/2009/12/you-and-i-both-jason-mraz-myspace-music.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2376087999214392012/posts/default/1077895724649431767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2376087999214392012/posts/default/1077895724649431767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://akumademoiselle.blogspot.com/2009/12/you-and-i-both-jason-mraz-myspace-music.html' title=''/><author><name>akumademoiselle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17891791291020360202</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRN_agXrrQ/ShvHR8c_eII/AAAAAAAAAFE/l3zbmtLxa78/S220/blank.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2376087999214392012.post-3063039680767773046</id><published>2009-12-22T15:43:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-22T16:29:15.550+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='conversation'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6600;"&gt;I know you love me, but gosh I hate you. Why you so obsessed with me? I really wanna know. A pillow isnt the right answer neither is it the key to my heart. So shut up and let me go. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6600;"&gt;I ♥ today! ^^ Wait, I love everyday! ^^V  Though I'm having stomach cramps, the wind here is really strong and my hair is poking my eyeballs even when I'm using my specs. *Shouts thank you to the wind*  I was cleaning my room last night and found TONS AND TONS AND MORE TONS of worksheets / forms that was suppose to be handed in to the teacher. o.o  No Maths stuffs, no English stuffs but alot from Geo, Hist and Phy. O.O  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6600;"&gt;AND GUESS WHAT?! I FOUND THE 8 PAGE HORNY CONVERSATION BETWEEN ME, SABERRYNA, FAZURAH AND DESMOND. (I swear, Desmond was the most horny-est among us all. Kinda give me the creeps.) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Fazurah(F): The Male Qi Gai juz walk past our class rite? He walk lyk Qi Gai lor..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Desmond(D): Really meh? I felt that he 'babok' leh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Siti(M): True *draws picture of gay and labels them male qi gai, some apek which is gay*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6666;"&gt;F: male prostitue sia.... cool, shld give TKH his namecard&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6666;"&gt;M: *draws arrow and underline male prostitute* its called a gigolo. LOL!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6666;"&gt;F: LOL! muz report to Aisyah kecik...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6666;"&gt;M: they stead how long ah?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6666;"&gt;F: That time th male qi gai say 4 mths liao.. entah betul entah tak..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6666;"&gt;M: wtf&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6666;"&gt;D: What the fuck? They underage la, bodoh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6666;"&gt;S: They're not yet legal yknow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6666;"&gt;M: underage for?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6666;"&gt;D: For the F,U,C,K lah!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6666;"&gt;M: OH! Fornication Under Consant of King!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6666;"&gt;D: Wrong! Is Fucking Under a Circle of the Kitchen loh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6666;"&gt;S: ROFL. I feel like punching Male Qi Gai and kick his balls. HAHAHA. effing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6666;"&gt;M: Haha! You should!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6666;"&gt;D: Make sure he no "fucker" day or else his wife no happiness make one and for all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6666;"&gt;F: Wth -.- seriously, lets gang up &amp;amp; kick his balls..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6666;"&gt;S: He suck effingly. Harper's Island. Cut him 1 by 1. HAHAHA!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6666;"&gt;M: More like Cut his balls chunk by chunk!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6666;"&gt;D: So bad................... should put in mixer made smoothie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6666;"&gt;F: Den give the female qi gai drink! haha.......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6666;"&gt;S: uhh, goood. Cannot goncang already lah. Too bad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6666;"&gt;M: Sad ;ah cannot goncang or fuck or even have Fathers' Day! He should have "no balls day"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6666;"&gt;D: no balls? Should pump air into the balls to play basketball infront of him lah... don't know how to torture ppl sia! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6666;"&gt;F: haha.. lol.. cnt fuck.. no happiness liao.. later he commit suicide.. lol. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6666;"&gt;D: who say? connect a machine dildo "there" lah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6666;"&gt;S: too bad ah Qi Gai. Since he's a Qi Gai, he'll come begging for balls. HAHAHA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6666;"&gt;M: "Balls for spare please" beged the male Qi Gai. "I need balls to fuck my female Qi Gai." he begged, again. LOL!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6666;"&gt;D: By his side, the female qi gai asking for fund to go find gigolo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6666;"&gt;F: Both qi gai also despo to fuck lar..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6666;"&gt;S: Haiyo, the female Qi Gai had too many fuckers that her vagina is equivalent to the size of a ruber band. HAHAHA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6666;"&gt;M: More like a stretched rubber band!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6666;"&gt;D: More like a whole diameter of a normal water melon, too bad lah, the male qi gai's too small, she cannot high lah. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6666;"&gt;F: maybe the male qi gai got fuck before also... U nvr know! ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Ok, that's not all. I cant type everything out. If you want to read, just tell me. I'll try to pass it to you. 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Whatever la eh. Camp was awesome, I think. First day, did nothing much. SNAPPED ALOT OF PHOTOS WHICH I LOVE!! Oh, and I have tons of videos taken on the first day. I have a lebam on my right arm and a lebam on my left hand. O.O Ok, wont be updating much. I have lost my voice, I'm kinda sick, I'm having stomach cramp. O.O I'm gonna be uploading videos and photos. Photos maybe next time. Cause I have to edit it. The qualoty is not edited, I'll just add my name at the bottom of every photo so no life kiddies wont steal it, muahahaha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;WARNING! Videos are really horrible!! Its really really loud. 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/&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;When I'm in this dream&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;It's like a million little stars&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Spelling out your name&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;You gotta come on, come on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Say that we'll be together&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Come on, come on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Little taste of Heaven&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;It's half full and I won't wait here all day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;I know you're saying that you'll be here anyway&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;But you're untouchable&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Burning brighter than the sun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Now that you're closer, feel like coming undone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;In the middle of the night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;When I'm in this dream&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;It's like a million little stars&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Spelling out your name&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;You gotta come on, come on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Say that we'll be together&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Come on, come on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Oh, In the middle of the nigh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;tWe could form this dream&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;I wanna feel you by my side&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Standing next to me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;You gotta come on, come on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Say that we'll be together&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Come on, come on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Little taste of Heaven&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Oh, oh I'm caught up in you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Oh, oh, oh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Untouchable burning brighter than the sun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;And when you're close I feel like coming undone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;In the middle of the night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;When I'm in this dreamIt's like a million little stars&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Spelling out your name&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;You gotta come on, come on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Say that we'll be together&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Come on, come on, oh oh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Oh, Oh, In the middle of the night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;We could form this dream&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;I wanna feel you by my side&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Standing next to me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;You gotta come on, come onS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;ay that we'll be together&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Come on, come on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Little taste of Heaven&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2376087999214392012-5393711984120827234?l=akumademoiselle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://akumademoiselle.blogspot.com/feeds/5393711984120827234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://akumademoiselle.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-am-back-i-know-you-missed-me-cause-i.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2376087999214392012/posts/default/5393711984120827234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2376087999214392012/posts/default/5393711984120827234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://akumademoiselle.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-am-back-i-know-you-missed-me-cause-i.html' title=''/><author><name>akumademoiselle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17891791291020360202</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRN_agXrrQ/ShvHR8c_eII/AAAAAAAAAFE/l3zbmtLxa78/S220/blank.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2376087999214392012.post-2040229190642918816</id><published>2009-12-16T16:59:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-16T17:21:25.632+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sayonara ^^'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;WARNING, I WILL NOT BE UPDATING MY BLOG TILL MONDAY. Or maybe Sunday? Ok, I have no idea. No, this is not a joke, LMAO. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Boohoo. I'm gonna be homesick for the next few days. ): Gonna be going for primary school band camp. ): I'll miss my home, my guitar, my bee (no, not an insect), my family, my room, my toilet, my toothbrush, my tv, my BED!, my shampoo, my soap, my bantal busuk! BOOHOOO!!! I have separation anxiety you see. My imagination runs wild, ALWAYS. I'm still kinda sick. I mean, when I wake up, really dry throat (I need water by my side always), I have blocked nose at night. Oh mon dieu. .__. I'm not sure if I should bring some paracetamol or something. Ok, Siti, shut up. Dont panic. I HAVE TO PANIC! Argh! I still have not packed everything. My bag looks like there's a rock in it. .____________. I'm gonna miss everything at home. ): BUT NO WORRIES PEEPOLE (classic favourite), YOU CAN STILL TEXT OR CALL ME!! ^^ Text, ANYTIME. Call, after 11 pm. I have to cradle the kiddies to sleep. o.o I'm gonna look like a panda the next day. And when I come home, I would most probably look like a zombie. Yikes. I ♥ my honey! ^^ Cause, you're my honey and I'm your bee. Together we are, HONEYBEE!!! ZZZZZZZzzzzzzzzzzz *continues buzzing sound* I have to go now. Belum solat asar la seyy. .__. Sayonara PEEPOLE! ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6666;"&gt;P/s: YOU BETTER MISS ME, cause I'll miss you! ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;P/ss: I ♥ honey&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;P/sss: YOU CAN CALL ME AFTER 11 PM (or when I tell you, you can call) YOU CAN TEXT ME, ANYTIME! ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2376087999214392012-2040229190642918816?l=akumademoiselle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://akumademoiselle.blogspot.com/feeds/2040229190642918816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://akumademoiselle.blogspot.com/2009/12/warning-i-will-not-be-updating-my-blog.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2376087999214392012/posts/default/2040229190642918816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2376087999214392012/posts/default/2040229190642918816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://akumademoiselle.blogspot.com/2009/12/warning-i-will-not-be-updating-my-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>akumademoiselle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17891791291020360202</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRN_agXrrQ/ShvHR8c_eII/AAAAAAAAAFE/l3zbmtLxa78/S220/blank.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2376087999214392012.post-7185405471629634378</id><published>2009-12-15T15:25:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-15T15:32:18.519+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='in love'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;I LOVE YOU BABY..... &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Wtf? Wrong channel. -.- Right, this song is SOOO STUCK IN MY HEAD. Oh hell yeah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;You're just too good to be true.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Can't take my eyes off you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;You'd be like heaven to touch. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;I wannahold you so much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;At long last love hasarrived. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;And I thank God I'm alive.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;You're just too good to be true. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Can't take myeyes off you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Pardon the way that I stare. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;There's nothing else to compare. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;The sight of you leaves me weak. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;There are no words left to speak.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;But if you feel like I feel. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Please let me know that it's real.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;You're just too good to be true.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Can't take my eyes off you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;I need you baby, and if it's quite all right,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;I need you baby to warm a lonely night. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;I love you baby. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Trust in me when I say: Oh pretty baby, don't bring me down I pray.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Oh pretty baby, now that I found you, stay. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;And let me love you, oh baby let me love you, oh baby....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;You're just too good to be true.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Can't take my eyes off you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;You'd be like heaven to touch. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;I wanna hold you so much. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;At long last love has arrived. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;And I thank God I'm alive. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;You're just too good to be true. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Can't take my eyes off you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;I need you baby, and if it's quite all right,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;I need you baby to warm a lonely night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;I loveyou baby.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Trust in me when I say: Oh prettybaby, don't bring me down I pray.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Oh prettybaby, now that I found you, stay. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;And let me love you, oh baby let me love you, oh baby....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;I need you baby, and if it's quite all right,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;I need you baby to warm a lonely night. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;I love you baby.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Trust in me when I say: Oh prettybaby, don't bring me down I pray. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Oh prettybaby, now that I found you, stay. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;And let me love you, oh baby let me love you, oh baby....&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2376087999214392012-7185405471629634378?l=akumademoiselle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://akumademoiselle.blogspot.com/feeds/7185405471629634378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://akumademoiselle.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-love-you-baby.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2376087999214392012/posts/default/7185405471629634378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2376087999214392012/posts/default/7185405471629634378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://akumademoiselle.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-love-you-baby.html' title=''/><author><name>akumademoiselle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17891791291020360202</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRN_agXrrQ/ShvHR8c_eII/AAAAAAAAAFE/l3zbmtLxa78/S220/blank.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2376087999214392012.post-2991773505219019728</id><published>2009-12-14T14:41:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-14T15:14:25.162+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='13/12/09'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Yuhoo darling. Eeekss. I'm not gonna update much. But, let me tell you something, yesterday which is a Sunday here in SIngapore was an awesome day. Let's just say its the happiest day for two kiddies. (I'll let your imagination run wild. :D No, I'm not revealing a thing. ) A not so unpainful day for me. I came home on the verge of tears thanks to blisters. ): Yeah. I have a blister on the side of my feet. Imagine that its bleeding and you're like "How come I can feel something dripping down my feet and how come the side of my feet hurts?" and when you take off your shoes, to your horror you see A HUGE BLISTER at THE SIDE OF YOUR FEET! So yeah, that's what that happened to me yesterday. -.- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2376087999214392012-2991773505219019728?l=akumademoiselle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://akumademoiselle.blogspot.com/feeds/2991773505219019728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://akumademoiselle.blogspot.com/2009/12/yuhoo-darling.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2376087999214392012/posts/default/2991773505219019728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2376087999214392012/posts/default/2991773505219019728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://akumademoiselle.blogspot.com/2009/12/yuhoo-darling.html' title=''/><author><name>akumademoiselle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17891791291020360202</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRN_agXrrQ/ShvHR8c_eII/AAAAAAAAAFE/l3zbmtLxa78/S220/blank.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2376087999214392012.post-3534416283110160375</id><published>2009-12-11T16:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-11T16:23:37.386+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gonna miss you babe'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;I'm now having a headache. My throat is like on fire. I'm like on fire. Really hot though the weather is kinda ok. I'm kinda starving. Saberryna is leaving for Barcelona tonight at midnight. I'LL MISS YOU BABE! We're weird partners. Teacher tell us to do something else, we are like exploring stuffs on our own. (especially science ^^)  We're the noisy group of people who shuts up only when the teacher is mad or if it's maths lesson. LOL. Ok ok. Meenatchi, dont forget to get me the cap I pesan ok! Or at least get me something cute. :D Have a safe flight my dear partner! ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2376087999214392012-3534416283110160375?l=akumademoiselle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://akumademoiselle.blogspot.com/feeds/3534416283110160375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://akumademoiselle.blogspot.com/2009/12/im-now-having-headache.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2376087999214392012/posts/default/3534416283110160375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2376087999214392012/posts/default/3534416283110160375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://akumademoiselle.blogspot.com/2009/12/im-now-having-headache.html' title=''/><author><name>akumademoiselle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17891791291020360202</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRN_agXrrQ/ShvHR8c_eII/AAAAAAAAAFE/l3zbmtLxa78/S220/blank.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2376087999214392012.post-6473771145956974725</id><published>2009-12-11T11:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-11T11:49:38.067+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sick'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;I have not bathe yet. I'm sick. Been sneezing all day. My throat is really ouch. I'll blog later. Or maybe not. But anyhow, I'm not going for band in this condition. ._.  Didnt go for band yesterday too. I was like too sick to go. -.- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2376087999214392012-6473771145956974725?l=akumademoiselle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://akumademoiselle.blogspot.com/feeds/6473771145956974725/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://akumademoiselle.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-have-not-bathe-yet.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2376087999214392012/posts/default/6473771145956974725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2376087999214392012/posts/default/6473771145956974725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://akumademoiselle.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-have-not-bathe-yet.html' title=''/><author><name>akumademoiselle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17891791291020360202</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRN_agXrrQ/ShvHR8c_eII/AAAAAAAAAFE/l3zbmtLxa78/S220/blank.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2376087999214392012.post-3945025043222900867</id><published>2009-12-10T22:54:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-10T22:58:53.054+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='please tell him'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/mt_Jrku6jrU&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/mt_Jrku6jrU&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="350" height="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3366ff;"&gt;This time, This place&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Misused, Mistakes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Too long, Too late&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Who was I to make you wait&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Just one chance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Just one breath&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Just in case there's just one left'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Cause you know,you know, you know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3366ff;"&gt;[CHORUS]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3366ff;"&gt;That I love youI have loved you all along&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3366ff;"&gt;And I miss you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Been far away for far too long&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3366ff;"&gt;I keep dreaming you'll be with meand you'll never go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Stop breathing if&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3366ff;"&gt;I don't see you anymore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3366ff;"&gt;On my knees, I'll ask&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Last chance for one last dance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Cause with you, I'd withstand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3366ff;"&gt;All of hell to hold your hand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3366ff;"&gt;I'd give it allI'd give for us&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Give anything but I won't give up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3366ff;"&gt;'Cause you know,you know, you know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3366ff;"&gt;[CHORUS]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3366ff;"&gt;So far away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Been far away for far too long&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3366ff;"&gt;So far away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Been far away for far too long&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3366ff;"&gt;But you know, you know, you know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3366ff;"&gt;I wanted&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3366ff;"&gt;I wanted you to stay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Cause I neededI need to hear you say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3366ff;"&gt;That I love youI have loved you all along&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3366ff;"&gt;And I forgive you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3366ff;"&gt;For being away for far too long&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3366ff;"&gt;So keep breathing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3366ff;"&gt;'Cause I'm not leaving you anymore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Believe it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Hold on to me and, never let me go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Keep breathing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3366ff;"&gt;'Cause I'm not leaving you anymore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Believe it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Hold on to me and, never let me go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Keep breathing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Hold on to me and, never let me go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Keep breathing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Hold on to me and, never let me go&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Awesome song. :D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Ggy0KTUR25o&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Ggy0KTUR25o&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="350" height="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Please tell him. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2376087999214392012-3945025043222900867?l=akumademoiselle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://akumademoiselle.blogspot.com/feeds/3945025043222900867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://akumademoiselle.blogspot.com/2009/12/this-time-this-place-misused-mistakes.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2376087999214392012/posts/default/3945025043222900867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2376087999214392012/posts/default/3945025043222900867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://akumademoiselle.blogspot.com/2009/12/this-time-this-place-misused-mistakes.html' title=''/><author><name>akumademoiselle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17891791291020360202</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRN_agXrrQ/ShvHR8c_eII/AAAAAAAAAFE/l3zbmtLxa78/S220/blank.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2376087999214392012.post-4169154079451609255</id><published>2009-12-10T14:43:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-10T14:52:25.243+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='little time'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='so much stuffs'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;font face="trebuchet ms"&gt;&lt;font style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;I'm eating Maggi, STRAIGHT FROM THE PERIUK. Kekek. Seriously, I am eating Maggi from the periuk. But its a really cute periuk, so dont think I'm some no manners kid. Cooked all by myself. NO, I DIDNT BURN A THING. Awesome right?! Haha! Kembang sendiri. Anyhow, I'm sweating. Freaking sore throat. (I'm starting to have the pains and stuff at my throat.) Panicked when I took my temperature and found out my temperature was 37.3 . Is that normal? I forgot basic science. o.o  Ok, off to eat now. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2376087999214392012-4169154079451609255?l=akumademoiselle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://akumademoiselle.blogspot.com/feeds/4169154079451609255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://akumademoiselle.blogspot.com/2009/12/im-eating-maggi-straight-from-periuk.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2376087999214392012/posts/default/4169154079451609255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2376087999214392012/posts/default/4169154079451609255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://akumademoiselle.blogspot.com/2009/12/im-eating-maggi-straight-from-periuk.html' title=''/><author><name>akumademoiselle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17891791291020360202</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRN_agXrrQ/ShvHR8c_eII/AAAAAAAAAFE/l3zbmtLxa78/S220/blank.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2376087999214392012.post-7623061034750465378</id><published>2009-12-09T14:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-09T14:50:31.018+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#666666;"&gt;"Here comes the sun.."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#666666;"&gt;Oh fuck. Wrong song. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#666666;"&gt;"Rain, rain go away come again another day!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#666666;"&gt;Oh hell yeahhh. Woke up at 11+ am today. Wait. I actually woke up at 8 am then went back to sleep then every 1 hour I wake up. o.o  I was frigging alone at home. :X  Mum and Dad went to meet Wak Jamil at Pusara Aman, I think, Nyaii's kubur is gonna be transfered. (kirakan pindah rumah ah ni. LMAO.) Mum told me Nyaii still had her teeth and long hair and her right eyeball was still in contact. Kinda creepy but yeah thats how she said it was. Nothing to blog then.. OH and I met a new friend. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2376087999214392012-7623061034750465378?l=akumademoiselle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://akumademoiselle.blogspot.com/feeds/7623061034750465378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://akumademoiselle.blogspot.com/2009/12/here-comes-sun.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2376087999214392012/posts/default/7623061034750465378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2376087999214392012/posts/default/7623061034750465378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://akumademoiselle.blogspot.com/2009/12/here-comes-sun.html' title=''/><author><name>akumademoiselle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17891791291020360202</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRN_agXrrQ/ShvHR8c_eII/AAAAAAAAAFE/l3zbmtLxa78/S220/blank.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2376087999214392012.post-5722646220070892294</id><published>2009-12-08T18:17:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-08T18:34:40.743+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bffs?'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/WvY_3J3Nzl4&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/WvY_3J3Nzl4&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="350" height="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Gosh, what's with that kid sia? All I did was share a video on Facebook about this guy doing a parody of Bad Romance by Lady Gaga. WHICH in my opinion WAS BLEHDY FUNNEH! &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=A98QLymh_4k"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=A98QLymh_4k&lt;/a&gt; (The link). Ok, so I shared the video on Facebook and this kid came and said "whats so funny???i almost felt asleep watching this" and my reply was "Well, no one said you should laugh?" Well, it was kinda like a fact. I meant my reply. -.- Seriously. I didnt say that people SHOULD (in other words, MUST) laugh at this video. -.- Goodness. I just shared it cause I found it funny. Even Isa, a Lady Gaga fan liked the video. And Travis even said, "This is obviously THE BEST PARODY EVER." . It's just that well maybe people have deifferent views and opinions. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Tired of life. Urgh. He said, we shouldnt be together. Councillor stuffs. LMAO. Ok Siti, stop it. Remain calm at all times. At most &lt;strike&gt;just jump down a building&lt;/strike&gt; you still have him as your bestfriend. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2376087999214392012-5722646220070892294?l=akumademoiselle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://akumademoiselle.blogspot.com/feeds/5722646220070892294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://akumademoiselle.blogspot.com/2009/12/gosh-whats-with-that-kid-sia-all-i-did.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2376087999214392012/posts/default/5722646220070892294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2376087999214392012/posts/default/5722646220070892294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://akumademoiselle.blogspot.com/2009/12/gosh-whats-with-that-kid-sia-all-i-did.html' title=''/><author><name>akumademoiselle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17891791291020360202</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRN_agXrrQ/ShvHR8c_eII/AAAAAAAAAFE/l3zbmtLxa78/S220/blank.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2376087999214392012.post-1583319712432526996</id><published>2009-12-07T12:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-07T13:24:00.345+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;"Love is something that you have to find in yourself and in every person around you and its something that takes time to get to know." - Colbie Caillat. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6666;"&gt;I BURNT MY LAUK!!!! FISHH!! I mean, LAMBS!!!! Yes, I had ignored my lauk. I was IN THE TOIET! Zzzz. Left the lauk, then went to room, then remembered that I havent switch off the lauk nya api! Freaked out and ran to kitchen and saw SMOKE from the periuk. AND ITS A LARGE PERIUK SOMEMORE! IT WAS HANGUS, DRY AND STICKY. I AM SOOOO DEAD!! Shit. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2376087999214392012-1583319712432526996?l=akumademoiselle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://akumademoiselle.blogspot.com/feeds/1583319712432526996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://akumademoiselle.blogspot.com/2009/12/love-is-something-that-you-have-to-find.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2376087999214392012/posts/default/1583319712432526996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2376087999214392012/posts/default/1583319712432526996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://akumademoiselle.blogspot.com/2009/12/love-is-something-that-you-have-to-find.html' title=''/><author><name>akumademoiselle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17891791291020360202</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRN_agXrrQ/ShvHR8c_eII/AAAAAAAAAFE/l3zbmtLxa78/S220/blank.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2376087999214392012.post-3981126405021332109</id><published>2009-12-06T20:13:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-06T20:34:55.930+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='i miss hubby'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;NO!!! WHAT A WAY TO END MY WEEK! Flu, sore eyes, LONG LECTURES FROM EVERYONE, lack of sleep AND PROBLEMS KNOCKING AFTER ONE LEFT. -.-  Ok, now I'm starting to find *insert name* 's younger sister rather irritating. *take a knife and stab me already!!*  I think I'm having a fever. AND I STILL HAVE TO PAY BACK MY FAST TOMORROW!! NO!!! There I was planning my food timetable and mum comes knocking saying I have to bayar balik puasa. -.-  I have no flute to use. ): I'm soooooo used to hubby that I'm uncomfortable using other flutes. ):  Bad flautist. Lol. I havent been playing hubby for nearly 2 months I think? Yeahh. I miss hubby. ): I keep practicing piccolo (which I think is kinda useless, cause piccolo is really really really irritating). Ok, nothing more to post. Righhttttt. HANIS!! GET ME THE CAP!! ^^ I WOULD SO ♥ YOU (if you get it, that is)!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2376087999214392012-3981126405021332109?l=akumademoiselle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://akumademoiselle.blogspot.com/feeds/3981126405021332109/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://akumademoiselle.blogspot.com/2009/12/no-what-way-to-end-my-week-flu-sore.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2376087999214392012/posts/default/3981126405021332109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2376087999214392012/posts/default/3981126405021332109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://akumademoiselle.blogspot.com/2009/12/no-what-way-to-end-my-week-flu-sore.html' title=''/><author><name>akumademoiselle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17891791291020360202</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRN_agXrrQ/ShvHR8c_eII/AAAAAAAAAFE/l3zbmtLxa78/S220/blank.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2376087999214392012.post-2936053957598106833</id><published>2009-12-04T21:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-04T22:08:15.312+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I&apos;m chased'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;I dont mind being friends. Seriously. But you always take advantage of me. Like hello, I aint a kid. Ok, I'm only 14. BUT FUCK YOU, I HAVE BRAINS. Well, everyone has one dont they? Rightt.. So, you want me to treat you like a bestfriend? Like an adik? Haha. Sorry. Friends is good enough. What makes you think gaining trust is easy? Think about it. You were cheated and backstabbed and embarrased by this kid that you trust. Is it gonna be easy for this kid to gain your trust back? Think about it. Use your brains. Allah s.w.t gave yu brains to think. Not to fool around with it. Seriously. Why are you so stubborn huh? I told you, the limits is just friends. Nothing more. See, I'm addicted to HIM. Oh yes, HIM. No, not Syabil, not Adib, not Azmi, not Farhan. But HIM. The best guy I've ever known. Who you think is your "friend". Well i dont know if you guys are friends but, who cares? He is WAY BETTER than you. Try comparing your standard with his. Bezanya sungguh ketara. I dont know if you would understand my post. (No, i'm not trying to insult you.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2376087999214392012-2936053957598106833?l=akumademoiselle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://akumademoiselle.blogspot.com/feeds/2936053957598106833/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://akumademoiselle.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-dont-mind-being-friends.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2376087999214392012/posts/default/2936053957598106833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2376087999214392012/posts/default/2936053957598106833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://akumademoiselle.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-dont-mind-being-friends.html' title=''/><author><name>akumademoiselle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17891791291020360202</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRN_agXrrQ/ShvHR8c_eII/AAAAAAAAAFE/l3zbmtLxa78/S220/blank.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2376087999214392012.post-6521254298101212014</id><published>2009-12-04T17:03:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-04T17:11:36.900+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I&apos;m chased'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;I'm sorry. I cant except you. Ever heard of the song You Got Me by Colbie Caillat? Yeah. It's not about us. It's about me and him. Him, who I am obssessed with. Him, who have always been there for me. Him, who is the shoulder I cry on. Him, who goes crazy when I tell him about food. :X Him, who I know so well. Him, who knows me like the back of his hand. Him, who I ♥ is not you, Azmi. Gosh, why you so obsessed with me? *Starts singing Obsessed by Mariah Carey* LMAO. but seriously, the part before Mariah Carrey is true. It's a fact. Face it. I dont know why am i so special to you but, like you said in your blog, you dont want to betray your friend who has fallen for me, AND I have fallen for him TOO. Sadly, you're not in the picture. So, I mean we can just be friends or you want to be the desperate one chasing me, I'm fine. Just dont bug me. And you have to tahan my vulgur. If my friends can do it, why cant you? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2376087999214392012-6521254298101212014?l=akumademoiselle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://akumademoiselle.blogspot.com/feeds/6521254298101212014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://akumademoiselle.blogspot.com/2009/12/im-sorry.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2376087999214392012/posts/default/6521254298101212014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2376087999214392012/posts/default/6521254298101212014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://akumademoiselle.blogspot.com/2009/12/im-sorry.html' title=''/><author><name>akumademoiselle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17891791291020360202</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRN_agXrrQ/ShvHR8c_eII/AAAAAAAAAFE/l3zbmtLxa78/S220/blank.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2376087999214392012.post-6388226891354646647</id><published>2009-12-04T11:57:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-04T12:34:53.864+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lame kiddie'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRN_agXrrQ/SxiRLOg2QJI/AAAAAAAAAg8/RmOYaS6TfkM/s1600-h/unglam.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411234574346109074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRN_agXrrQ/SxiRLOg2QJI/AAAAAAAAAg8/RmOYaS6TfkM/s320/unglam.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Fucking unglam picture of me. -.- Gosh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRN_agXrrQ/SxiQ8ajSW0I/AAAAAAAAAg0/x7nyrF_G9UQ/s1600-h/Legend.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411234319879527234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRN_agXrrQ/SxiQ8ajSW0I/AAAAAAAAAg0/x7nyrF_G9UQ/s320/Legend.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;My boyfriend, LOL. Kidding. :D We're both Ris Low fans! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:180%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;GOOD MORNING PEOPLE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:180%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:180%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Rightt... I'm awake. Up and early. Havent had breakfast. Laundry is done. SHIT MADRASAH HOMEWORK. Oh, left two chapters only. Who cares. Yesterday, I rot at home. :D The truth, seriously. The whole day I was blasting Taylor Swift's Fearless Platinum and watching the DVD stuffs in that album. Then got bored, went online. Chatted with Faqih and Shara. Start doodling on Msn (Faqih's was awesome!! Mine was uglay) Yeah yeah.. It's kinda sunny here. *Here comes the sun doo doo doo* My hair is getting brown-ier. Lol. Yeahh. Let's talk about last night. Blehdy hell HE was irritating. Can you believe it? He said "Dah paisey buat hal paisey aja ah. :p" Childish. All because, his *God knows who* wants to buy him Rihanna's latest album. And his FAILED, I repeat, FAILED attempt to make me jealous. -.- Whatever for? Seriously. I'm not a huge fan of Rihanna. And there that gay was saying "Dah paisey dah paisey." Wtv.. Like why do I need to paisey? His ULTIMATE LAME reason was, "Dah kalah! " -.- Fucking childish. I told you, go sit with your mother dont want. End up kena maki by me, you start crying and be an emo and complain to weirdos. -.- And then what happens? Everyone blames me. Mother fucker. Whatever la eh. Then HE said "obey? Depan mak bapak aje alim! Blakang mak bapak macam bntng! Maki rabak rabak. ......" ok the message was somehow like that. Couldnt be bothered to save it. -.- My reply was easy. ^^ "If I'm a binatang, you're the human that has fallen for me" And TADAH, he tries to cover up his mistake with a LAME excuse. "mistake ... bntng is BINTANG not BINATANG." And you know when he sent it? After I have replied. -.- Lame la. Budak budak macam kau, sepatutnya duduk pat rumah. Tolong mak masak. Dapat jugak pahala. Dari kau tambah dosa aku. Buat aku maki kau. You're nothing in my life. Not even a piece of shit. If you wanna be my friend, you have to tahan my vulgur. If you cant, too bad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2376087999214392012-6388226891354646647?l=akumademoiselle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://akumademoiselle.blogspot.com/feeds/6388226891354646647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://akumademoiselle.blogspot.com/2009/12/good-morning-people.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2376087999214392012/posts/default/6388226891354646647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2376087999214392012/posts/default/6388226891354646647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://akumademoiselle.blogspot.com/2009/12/good-morning-people.html' title=''/><author><name>akumademoiselle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17891791291020360202</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRN_agXrrQ/ShvHR8c_eII/AAAAAAAAAFE/l3zbmtLxa78/S220/blank.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRN_agXrrQ/SxiRLOg2QJI/AAAAAAAAAg8/RmOYaS6TfkM/s72-c/unglam.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2376087999214392012.post-874567272961806565</id><published>2009-12-03T14:48:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-03T15:25:50.240+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Taylor Swift'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRN_agXrrQ/Sxdnxkwsw8I/AAAAAAAAAgs/PGGiFXtBTvU/s1600-h/P030109_12.38.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410907578688127938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRN_agXrrQ/Sxdnxkwsw8I/AAAAAAAAAgs/PGGiFXtBTvU/s320/P030109_12.38.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRN_agXrrQ/SxdnQiOjIjI/AAAAAAAAAgk/4UcXZX0qC4U/s1600-h/P030109_12.30.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410907011072336434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRN_agXrrQ/SxdnQiOjIjI/AAAAAAAAAgk/4UcXZX0qC4U/s320/P030109_12.30.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRN_agXrrQ/SxdmrYsWC3I/AAAAAAAAAgc/UmrIvU7YPRc/s1600-h/P030109_12.29%5B01%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410906372857793394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRN_agXrrQ/SxdmrYsWC3I/AAAAAAAAAgc/UmrIvU7YPRc/s320/P030109_12.29%5B01%5D.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRN_agXrrQ/Sxdl2DTvheI/AAAAAAAAAgU/WAZtGA5oc3U/s1600-h/P030109_12.38%5B01%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410905456584394210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRN_agXrrQ/Sxdl2DTvheI/AAAAAAAAAgU/WAZtGA5oc3U/s320/P030109_12.38%5B01%5D.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;GUESS WHAT?! MOM BOUGHT ME TAYLOR SWIFT'S PLATINUM EDITION YESTERDAY!! *jumps for joy and starts screaming* ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;(Pardon for the really low quality)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2376087999214392012-874567272961806565?l=akumademoiselle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://akumademoiselle.blogspot.com/feeds/874567272961806565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://akumademoiselle.blogspot.com/2009/12/guess-what-mom-bought-me-taylor-swifts.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2376087999214392012/posts/default/874567272961806565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2376087999214392012/posts/default/874567272961806565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://akumademoiselle.blogspot.com/2009/12/guess-what-mom-bought-me-taylor-swifts.html' title=''/><author><name>akumademoiselle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17891791291020360202</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRN_agXrrQ/ShvHR8c_eII/AAAAAAAAAFE/l3zbmtLxa78/S220/blank.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRN_agXrrQ/Sxdnxkwsw8I/AAAAAAAAAgs/PGGiFXtBTvU/s72-c/P030109_12.38.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2376087999214392012.post-9172716435937550506</id><published>2009-12-02T20:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-02T20:01:03.458+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Changed blogskin! ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2376087999214392012-9172716435937550506?l=akumademoiselle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://akumademoiselle.blogspot.com/feeds/9172716435937550506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://akumademoiselle.blogspot.com/2009/12/changed-blogskin.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2376087999214392012/posts/default/9172716435937550506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2376087999214392012/posts/default/9172716435937550506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://akumademoiselle.blogspot.com/2009/12/changed-blogskin.html' title=''/><author><name>akumademoiselle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17891791291020360202</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRN_agXrrQ/ShvHR8c_eII/AAAAAAAAAFE/l3zbmtLxa78/S220/blank.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2376087999214392012.post-6220688816515388480</id><published>2009-12-02T18:38:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-02T19:02:19.125+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Colbie Caillat'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/t1TP1AlReFQ&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/t1TP1AlReFQ&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="350" height="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I am DYING to be her. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6666;"&gt;I AM DYING FOR COLBIE CAILLAT TO COME TO SINGAPORE. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6666;"&gt;OH PLEASE COLBIE, COME TO SINGAPORE. GOSH. I WOULD &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6666;"&gt;SERIOUSLY GO TO YOUR CONCERT!! ^^ Come on, her tickets &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6666;"&gt;wouldnt cost like $1000+ right? COME TO SINGAPORE ON MY &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6666;"&gt;BIRTHDAY!! ^^ Next year, 5/4/2010 :D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;I know she &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;came here last year in March and I missed it. Hey, I didnt know a thing about her at the point of time but now, she's my idol. ^^ She's awesome, I mean her voice. She makes everyone, well I think, feels that its okay to be you. Everyone is different. :D Blehdy hell. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Oh and the other day, I dreamt that she came to Singapore! ^^ And I met her, BACKSTAGE cause I GOT A BACKSTAGE PASS!! ^^ Blehdy &lt;strong&gt;awesome&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;ness.&lt;/span&gt; Well I dreamt she autographed both the albums that I have. ^^ AND SHE AUTOGRAPHED MY GUITAR. Well since I got the backstage pass, she gave me a Coco necklace and the Colbie Caillat hoodie I have ALWAYS WANTED. Put that in your head. SHE GAVE ME. And I checked on her web, the things costs $55 in total excluding the shipping and yada yada yada. Oh my god. AND I GOT TONS OF PHOTOS AND VIDEOS OF HER, in my dream that is. Urgh. Then mum woke me up. I was like enjoying myself! Urgh. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2376087999214392012-6220688816515388480?l=akumademoiselle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://akumademoiselle.blogspot.com/feeds/6220688816515388480/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://akumademoiselle.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-am-dying-for-colbie-caillat-to-come.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2376087999214392012/posts/default/6220688816515388480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2376087999214392012/posts/default/6220688816515388480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://akumademoiselle.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-am-dying-for-colbie-caillat-to-come.html' title=''/><author><name>akumademoiselle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17891791291020360202</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRN_agXrrQ/ShvHR8c_eII/AAAAAAAAAFE/l3zbmtLxa78/S220/blank.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2376087999214392012.post-6266497657239202936</id><published>2009-12-02T16:58:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-02T17:08:14.213+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/wbmyZGpAt9Y&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/wbmyZGpAt9Y&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="350" height="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Frenglish. :D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;ces petits riens, ces petites choses,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;qui, me viennent de toi, me laissent sans voix&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Et mon coeur, il ce débat tout seul, pour ne&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;pas faire que sa, battre pour toi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Je tourne en rond dans mon salon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Je me fais des scènes, autour de moi même, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;oh oui dis moi et je te rattrape &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;avant que tu m'échappe ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Dis moi, dis moi les mots qui font du bien&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Dis toi dis toi, que j'aime ces petits riens&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Dis moi dis moi, les mots qui font planer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Dis toi dis toi que je ne serai jamais mieux sans toi...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Ne m'abandonne pas, je ne serai jamais mieux sans toi... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;ne pleure pas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;And every time, you notice me by&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;holdin me closely, and sayin sweet things&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;i don't believe, that it could beyou speekin your mind and, sayin the real thing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;my feet have broke free, and i am leavin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;i'm not gonna stand here, feelin lonely but&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;i wont regret it, and i won't think this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;was just a waste of time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Dis moi, dis moi les mots qui font du bien&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Dis toi dis toi, que j'aime ces petits riens&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Dis moi dis moi, les mots qui font planer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Dis toi dis toi que je ne serai jamais mieux sans toi...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Ne m'abandonne pas, je ne serai jamais mieux sans toi... ne pleure pas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Je ne peux plus dormir seule&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Je ne peux plus dormir seuleces petits riens, ces petites choses,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;qui, me viennent de toi, me laissent sans voix&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Et mon coeur, il ce débat tout seul, pour ne pas faire que sa, battre pour toi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Je tourne en rond dans mon salon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Je me fais des scènes, autour de moi même, oh oui dis moi et je te rattrape avant que tu &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;m'échappe ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Don't just leave me hanging on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Dis moi, dis moi les mots qui font du bien&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Dis toi dis toi, que j'aime ces petits riens&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Dis moi dis moi, les mots qui font planer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Dis toi dis toi que je ne serai jamais mieux sans toi... [Don't just leave me hanging on]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Ne m'abandonne pas, je ne serai jamais mieux sans toi... ne pleure pas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Je ne peux plus dormir seule...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Je ne peux plus dormir seule&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;I have nothing to blog about. :/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2376087999214392012-6266497657239202936?l=akumademoiselle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://akumademoiselle.blogspot.com/feeds/6266497657239202936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://akumademoiselle.blogspot.com/2009/12/frenglish.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2376087999214392012/posts/default/6266497657239202936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2376087999214392012/posts/default/6266497657239202936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://akumademoiselle.blogspot.com/2009/12/frenglish.html' title=''/><author><name>akumademoiselle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17891791291020360202</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRN_agXrrQ/ShvHR8c_eII/AAAAAAAAAFE/l3zbmtLxa78/S220/blank.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2376087999214392012.post-6806573438243543468</id><published>2009-12-01T16:15:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-01T16:43:45.225+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/U6tV11acSRk&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/U6tV11acSRk&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="350" height="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;I know, its been ages since I last posted. -.- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Shit. No wonder they kept telling me I'm in the commitees (Is that how you spell it?). I'm now the Flute assistant sectional leader. Gosh. My section is like really small although there are like TONS of names in the flute attendance list, but usually its like only 5 or so that will come. If attendance is really bad, it will be 3 flautist. GOSH. I bet Jerome would push everything to me. But oh nevermind. -.- I cant complain much. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Sent my phone for servicing today. ): I miss Girlfriend already. (Yes, I call my phone Girlfriend. Imagine calling a pink phone Boyfriend. It sounds odd.) Yeahh anyway dad picked me up at Redhill MRT then drove to his office which was opposite LG service centre. Went to LG then went to er.. I forgot the building name but it was at Maxwell road if I'm not wrong. Then ate at er.. I have no idea where dad brought me to. -.- BUT THE MEE REBUS WAS SYIOK. Then he went back to his office and bought me a "Learn to play the GUITAR" book. It was a suprise. I was thinking he was getting me an iPod touch or something. Lmao. Dad sent me to Redhill MRT and I went home. :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;So now I'm using my old phone. Nokia *God knows what*. Since Abang used my Nokia 6300. Tsk. P/s: My number has not changed. :D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;I know people are gonna make fun of me but OH MEH GOOSE, I think there's this kid that kinda stalks me on Facebook. He gives me the creeps. LMAO. Yeah, AND, I found three messages from Syabil in my old phone. :D It was when he asked if I could be his sister cause he thinks friends doesnt describes us best. Awww. Those days... *starts flashing back*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2376087999214392012-6806573438243543468?l=akumademoiselle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://akumademoiselle.blogspot.com/feeds/6806573438243543468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://akumademoiselle.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-know-its-been-ages-since-i-last.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2376087999214392012/posts/default/6806573438243543468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2376087999214392012/posts/default/6806573438243543468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://akumademoiselle.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-know-its-been-ages-since-i-last.html' title=''/><author><name>akumademoiselle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17891791291020360202</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRN_agXrrQ/ShvHR8c_eII/AAAAAAAAAFE/l3zbmtLxa78/S220/blank.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2376087999214392012.post-7135493272768600815</id><published>2009-11-27T15:53:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-27T16:35:56.213+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Make you feel my love'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I can't help thinking how dead I would be this holiday. :X  Right.. I needa look on the bright side of life. That is if there's some light shining on me. &lt;/span&gt;Yesterday went back to primary school to plan for the band camp. Went bonkas when there was an insect around us. HAHA!! After meeting went downstairs to the hall to check out the PSLE results. :D Saw the teachers. OH AND MS WEN STILL RECOGNIZE ME! ^^ *jump for joy* She took ages la to actually recognize me. Haha. Izzati was with me. Followed her to her sister's class, 6B. Saw Ms Norliah from the back. And I was like "Eh Cikgu Norliah!" to Izzati and she thought I was pointing to the wrong person. -.- Awesomeness happened when we totally blend it with the parents. :D Waited outside 6B then Sulaiman came along to said hi. -.- Izzyan came out and said she got 246. (Nice number ^^) Saw Cikgu Norlela, salam her and talked a little bit. Wait, she kinda ignored me after I asked "Cikgu, Cikgu Norliah dah pakai tudung eh?" And her reply was "Ya. Sudah setahun." -.- Lembab sak aku dapat info. I wanna meet Cikgu Norliah again!! Didnt salam or tegur her yesterday. :/ Went to Pioneer Mall after that. Bought food for myself. Rushed home to send my food. Went out with Izzati. OH AND WE BOUGHT SUPER BIG SLURP AND MILK COFFEE AT 7-11. We went BONKAS after drinking it, literally. She bought Milk Coffee and I mixed 100 plus, Ice Lemon Tea, F&amp;amp;N Grape and Orange, Coke and others that was there la. Haha!! Drank that and we were laughing and we were like drunk people. LOL. The Super Big Gulp tasted like Green Tea at first. :X Then Izzati made me drink the Milk Coffee then drink the big gulp. LOL. Ecverything came out when I tried it. Argh. It tasted like some medicine. :X Went to Jurong Point to get Abang's porridge. -.- We went to Popular first. :D Wanted to check how much does the Zee Avi's album cost then... SAW TAYLOR SWIFT'S FEARLESS PLATINUM EDITION!! And it's only $20.95 round up $21!! ^^ AWESOMENESS!! Called Shara on the spot. LOL. Then bought the porridge. Went to library. Went home. :D I'm getting more chubby. :/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/0put0_a--Ng&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/0put0_a--Ng&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="350" height="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2376087999214392012-7135493272768600815?l=akumademoiselle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://akumademoiselle.blogspot.com/feeds/7135493272768600815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://akumademoiselle.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-cant-help-thinking-how-dead-i-would.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2376087999214392012/posts/default/7135493272768600815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2376087999214392012/posts/default/7135493272768600815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://akumademoiselle.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-cant-help-thinking-how-dead-i-would.html' title=''/><author><name>akumademoiselle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17891791291020360202</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRN_agXrrQ/ShvHR8c_eII/AAAAAAAAAFE/l3zbmtLxa78/S220/blank.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2376087999214392012.post-2412445507714609603</id><published>2009-11-24T16:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-24T16:25:48.125+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Videos'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/QfA-MR6IUCU&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/QfA-MR6IUCU&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="350" height="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Blehdy funneh. LAUGHED MY ARSE OFF AT THE Boomz de YA da part. LOL!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/8UrQfbXPhEI&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/8UrQfbXPhEI&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="350" height="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Haha!! Blehdy FUNNEH. HAHA!! RAD, YALLOW AND NABY BLUE. Cause like that ah, the colour will BOOMZ ah. It shouts, HELLO ITS ME AH!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/W5iCfPAoDto&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/W5iCfPAoDto&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="350" height="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;This reminds me of 2E2,"I WANNA WANNA BE A VASANTHAM STAR!!" We were'nt being racist but we were like singing the song like the whole week or so? And even wrote "I wanna wanna be a Vasantham star!" Had TONS of fun at that time. LOL. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/at_f98qOGY0&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/at_f98qOGY0&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="350" height="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Blehdy awesome video. I ♥ WORLD! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2376087999214392012-2412445507714609603?l=akumademoiselle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://akumademoiselle.blogspot.com/feeds/2412445507714609603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://akumademoiselle.blogspot.com/2009/11/blehdy-funneh.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2376087999214392012/posts/default/2412445507714609603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2376087999214392012/posts/default/2412445507714609603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://akumademoiselle.blogspot.com/2009/11/blehdy-funneh.html' title=''/><author><name>akumademoiselle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17891791291020360202</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRN_agXrrQ/ShvHR8c_eII/AAAAAAAAAFE/l3zbmtLxa78/S220/blank.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2376087999214392012.post-2782097938935339072</id><published>2009-11-23T15:15:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-23T15:29:32.962+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Happy birthday :D'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRN_agXrrQ/Swo5UynXr0I/AAAAAAAAAgE/u61kuwC5syM/s1600/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407197331958771522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 194px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRN_agXrrQ/Swo5UynXr0I/AAAAAAAAAgE/u61kuwC5syM/s320/untitled.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Happy 14th birthday Syabil Sarafian!!! ^^ &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;I'm sorry I didnt get your permission to grab this photo. :X  Thousand apologies. D:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;I know I wished you last night/morning. It was 12.03 am. Haha. Anyway, yeah I'm glad you get to continue you Violin class and skip grade 4. LOL. Oh and I'm not sure if you remember this, a note from Sabrina. :D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407196282413904930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRN_agXrrQ/Swo4XswX9CI/AAAAAAAAAf0/B5RE735HBzo/s320/P050509_17_00.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2376087999214392012-2782097938935339072?l=akumademoiselle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://akumademoiselle.blogspot.com/feeds/2782097938935339072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://akumademoiselle.blogspot.com/2009/11/happy-14th-birthday-syabil-sarafian-im.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2376087999214392012/posts/default/2782097938935339072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2376087999214392012/posts/default/2782097938935339072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://akumademoiselle.blogspot.com/2009/11/happy-14th-birthday-syabil-sarafian-im.html' title=''/><author><name>akumademoiselle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17891791291020360202</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRN_agXrrQ/ShvHR8c_eII/AAAAAAAAAFE/l3zbmtLxa78/S220/blank.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRN_agXrrQ/Swo5UynXr0I/AAAAAAAAAgE/u61kuwC5syM/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2376087999214392012.post-7399745276275379887</id><published>2009-11-23T15:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-23T15:11:25.296+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#666666;"&gt;Blehdy hell-o. LOL. You have to read these 2 articles &lt;a href="http://vigilantcitizen.com/?p=2737"&gt;http://vigilantcitizen.com/?p=2737&lt;/a&gt;  and  &lt;a href="http://vigilantcitizen.com/?p=2191"&gt;http://vigilantcitizen.com/?p=2191&lt;/a&gt;  Freaked the hell out of me, no kidding. No wonder many are addicted to Bad Romance by Lady Gaga. And in the second link, they wrote that when Taylor Swift was dissed by Kanye was a well act. -.- Wtfuck? I mean like ok it looks kinda real to me but I mean hello. Oh nevermind. After Lady Gaga's performance at the VMA, she wore red head to toe, literally. LOL. But Lady Gaga is kinda freaking me out uh. :X I'm really sorry Lady Gaga's fans. I really am. But what I posted could be real? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2376087999214392012-7399745276275379887?l=akumademoiselle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://akumademoiselle.blogspot.com/feeds/7399745276275379887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://akumademoiselle.blogspot.com/2009/11/blehdy-hell-o.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2376087999214392012/posts/default/7399745276275379887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2376087999214392012/posts/default/7399745276275379887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://akumademoiselle.blogspot.com/2009/11/blehdy-hell-o.html' title=''/><author><name>akumademoiselle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17891791291020360202</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRN_agXrrQ/ShvHR8c_eII/AAAAAAAAAFE/l3zbmtLxa78/S220/blank.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2376087999214392012.post-4619934651369204052</id><published>2009-11-22T22:32:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-22T22:54:00.616+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lucky'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/8l2amQbLnSw&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/8l2amQbLnSw&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="350" height="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;I was on the phone with Sulaiman when I saw this damn cool video! BLEHDY AWESOME! The flute played quite a few error? Ok, I'm not sure if the played it or what but oh who cares? You have to enjoy it sey. The girl somehow reminds me of Mei Hwa. LOL!! Sorry. :X &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;The guy is kinda hot. LOL. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="340" width="560"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/cxUHO3IzjjM&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/cxUHO3IzjjM&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="350" height="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;I would pay him to play me a lullaby everynight. Seriously. LOL. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Lucky I'm in love with my bestfriend (I'm not sure who?) I miss playing hubby. :( &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;A huge TSK to Mr Philip Han. I mean, he totally banned me from playing the flute. And there I was trying my best not to &lt;strike&gt;hit him with the piccolo, stand, guitar and flute OH AND HIS CONDUCTOR STAND&lt;/strike&gt; cry. -.- Like who wouldnt right? You spent God knows how many years playing the flute only now you're transfered to piccolo. -.- Hopeless instrument. I clearly was on the verge of giving up playing that stupid thing when Michelle's words popped into my mind. Can I not play the piccolo anymore? :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2376087999214392012-4619934651369204052?l=akumademoiselle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://akumademoiselle.blogspot.com/feeds/4619934651369204052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://akumademoiselle.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-was-on-phone-with-sulaiman-when-i-saw.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2376087999214392012/posts/default/4619934651369204052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2376087999214392012/posts/default/4619934651369204052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://akumademoiselle.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-was-on-phone-with-sulaiman-when-i-saw.html' title=''/><author><name>akumademoiselle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17891791291020360202</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRN_agXrrQ/ShvHR8c_eII/AAAAAAAAAFE/l3zbmtLxa78/S220/blank.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2376087999214392012.post-1607235865347684906</id><published>2009-11-22T18:44:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-22T19:38:46.602+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRN_agXrrQ/SwkiY_yDt4I/AAAAAAAAAfs/QJ47R9rFCXg/s1600/P211109_11.02.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406890640468588418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRN_agXrrQ/SwkiY_yDt4I/AAAAAAAAAfs/QJ47R9rFCXg/s320/P211109_11.02.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;I'll make this post darn short. HE READ MY MIND. Oh meh goose. I dont know what &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;made him tell me what's his new blog but oh well, HELLO SYABIL SARAFIAN! Nice to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;meet you, again. :D I don't wanna go to jemputan anymore. I have no idea why but&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;the wedding I went to just now was one word, horrible. God knows how dry the rice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;was. The wind was blehdy strong. Ok, stop it. Rightt.. Mum said I should try to make&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;my brain start working and not keep it dead during the holidays. Clearly she expects&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;me to start brainstorming everyday. Tsk. Right.. Yesterday went out with family. :D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;Went to Geylang (among all places) just to eat the Nasi Ambeng (I swear I didnt &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;know what on earth is nasi ambeng until I saw mum and abang eating it) . Anyway it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;was my first time at the near market/food court. -.- I &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;had mee rebus. I was craving &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;for it anyway, it didnt &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;taste that nice. :X Wrong &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;choice of shop. Then I forgot what &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;dad ate. We shared a p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;late of goreng pisang &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;which was &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;blehdy syiok. Mum ordered &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;otah otah. Not so &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;good? There wasnt any &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;fish in it. There was like tons of coconut &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;and the rempah &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;w&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;hich was spicy. LOL. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;After lunch, went to the market to grab some &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;tuffs. Then went window shopping at Joo Chiat Complex. Rather boring la. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;Dad went to Masjid Khalid to pray. And we parked the twin cab beside a car &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;cause there was like no other space to park. -.- &lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;Headed &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;for East Coast. Lepak-lepak &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;around there. Um.. Shit then I forgot? OH I REMEMBER!! We went to Changi &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;Terminal 3. Went crazy at Candy *I forgot the last name. HAHA!* . Bought like I dont&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;know how many types of candy. BUT, FOR ALL I KNOW AND FOR ALL I CARE, I GOT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;THE LOLLIPOP I WANTED. LOL! Ok, then we went walking round and round Terminal &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;3. OH AND I GOT TO PLAY GO KART!! ^^ Blehdy syiok. Though it was only 2 rounds.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;Felt like a kid again. Awww. Someone told me something while I was at Changi &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;Terminal 3. I can't tell. I'm sorry. Then we went to West Coas Park. Ate the karipap&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;mum bought while we were at Geylang. :D It started to rain. Had hot fudge sundae &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;(why cant they just call it Chocolate sundae?). Went home. :D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;I have some photos. Saw 2 VW beetle. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406889886968637778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRN_agXrrQ/SwkhtIxq6VI/AAAAAAAAAfc/5Z-ANEthAkw/s320/image_0001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406890024727891138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRN_agXrrQ/Swkh1J-CTMI/AAAAAAAAAfk/d01Hl0vDr9o/s320/image_0002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2376087999214392012-1607235865347684906?l=akumademoiselle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://akumademoiselle.blogspot.com/feeds/1607235865347684906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://akumademoiselle.blogspot.com/2009/11/ill-make-this-post-darn-short.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2376087999214392012/posts/default/1607235865347684906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2376087999214392012/posts/default/1607235865347684906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://akumademoiselle.blogspot.com/2009/11/ill-make-this-post-darn-short.html' title=''/><author><name>akumademoiselle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17891791291020360202</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRN_agXrrQ/ShvHR8c_eII/AAAAAAAAAFE/l3zbmtLxa78/S220/blank.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRN_agXrrQ/SwkiY_yDt4I/AAAAAAAAAfs/QJ47R9rFCXg/s72-c/P211109_11.02.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2376087999214392012.post-5292946656875542514</id><published>2009-11-20T19:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-20T19:34:38.284+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/x_whqry49Zs&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/x_whqry49Zs&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="350" height="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;The long version&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/HjbTAZ-M2sY&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/HjbTAZ-M2sY&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="350" height="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;The number version.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/2EvOMkEqKCg&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/2EvOMkEqKCg&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="350" height="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;They both look like they kena fit. :X&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;I was told to listen to Lady Gaga's Bad Romance. Blehdy obscene video. LOL. Seriously. So I wont upload it here la. Just go watch it on youtube. HAHA! I totally want the song. The "Rah rah ah-ah-ah!Ro mah ro-mah-mahGaga Oo-la-la!Want your bad romance" part is freaking addictive ok. Been stuck in my mind since afternoon. LOL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2376087999214392012-5292946656875542514?l=akumademoiselle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://akumademoiselle.blogspot.com/feeds/5292946656875542514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://akumademoiselle.blogspot.com/2009/11/long-version-number-version.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2376087999214392012/posts/default/5292946656875542514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2376087999214392012/posts/default/5292946656875542514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://akumademoiselle.blogspot.com/2009/11/long-version-number-version.html' title=''/><author><name>akumademoiselle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17891791291020360202</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRN_agXrrQ/ShvHR8c_eII/AAAAAAAAAFE/l3zbmtLxa78/S220/blank.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2376087999214392012.post-9097464001249412055</id><published>2009-11-20T18:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-20T19:15:01.482+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;I dont see a point of you yelling at me when you come home. So what if I did nothing at home? It's my holiday. When you had your holiday, have I come home yelling at you and asking why have you not thrown the garbage? Why is there a donut in the box? Why is the newspapers not placed in the store? Have you heated the food already? Now, all you do is come home on the phone with God knows who and yelling at me asking why is there a donut in the box on the dining table. Wtf am I suppose to say? Could you use your brain? If I were to transfer the donut and place it on a plate and put it on the dining table, wouldnt I have to cover it with something? Wouldnt there still be ants invading the donut? What's the difference? Okay, fine I did your way and transfered it on a plate and place it in the fridge. If it hardens and mum wants to eat it, what are you gonna say? Blame me huh? Up to you la. I didnt throw the garbage. Why? What do you expect? Some perompak to pecah masuk our house ah? Up to you lah. Seriously, kalau marah dengan orang lain, jangan nak babitkan me ah. Like hello? What the hell do you expect me to do ah? Ask yourself la. You sleep time Maghrib, did anyone like woke you up? Did anyone switch on and off the lights for you bila Maghrib? Go ask yourself. Kalau pikir pasal diri sendiri aja, might as well hidup dunia sendiri kan? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2376087999214392012-9097464001249412055?l=akumademoiselle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://akumademoiselle.blogspot.com/feeds/9097464001249412055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://akumademoiselle.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-dont-see-point-of-you-yelling-at-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2376087999214392012/posts/default/9097464001249412055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2376087999214392012/posts/default/9097464001249412055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://akumademoiselle.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-dont-see-point-of-you-yelling-at-me.html' title=''/><author><name>akumademoiselle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17891791291020360202</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRN_agXrrQ/ShvHR8c_eII/AAAAAAAAAFE/l3zbmtLxa78/S220/blank.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2376087999214392012.post-6516933980735588918</id><published>2009-11-20T17:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-20T17:54:10.321+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRN_agXrrQ/SwZljFHRKCI/AAAAAAAAAfU/xvfd4F3dwRU/s1600/DSC00619.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406120056047347746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRN_agXrrQ/SwZljFHRKCI/AAAAAAAAAfU/xvfd4F3dwRU/s320/DSC00619.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Anyhows, look at this kitty. Awww. You see, abang found it the other day. Name, Blondy. Cute kan?! I found it at first. Seriously, I swear. I think I posted it before ? Eh ? Yes ? No?  Anyway, I saw this cat at my void deck. It was like "hanging out". And its blehdy adorable ok?! Orang buta je tak tau betape cutenya kucing ni. :D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2376087999214392012-6516933980735588918?l=akumademoiselle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://akumademoiselle.blogspot.com/feeds/6516933980735588918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://akumademoiselle.blogspot.com/2009/11/anyhows-look-at-this-kitty.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2376087999214392012/posts/default/6516933980735588918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2376087999214392012/posts/default/6516933980735588918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://akumademoiselle.blogspot.com/2009/11/anyhows-look-at-this-kitty.html' title=''/><author><name>akumademoiselle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17891791291020360202</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRN_agXrrQ/ShvHR8c_eII/AAAAAAAAAFE/l3zbmtLxa78/S220/blank.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRN_agXrrQ/SwZljFHRKCI/AAAAAAAAAfU/xvfd4F3dwRU/s72-c/DSC00619.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2376087999214392012.post-5684143257140303596</id><published>2009-11-20T17:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-20T17:30:16.883+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#666666;"&gt;I realised that my new skin makes my words really tiny. -.- So, anyway, I'm here you fucker. LOL. I'm sorry. It was just a joke. Some lelaki, so the gatal make me so the meluat anyhow said, "Pandainya! Biasala, my future wife katakan." Eeek. Kalau Eman cakap tu ok uh. Feeling jugak sey. Ni si gay ni pulak yang cakap. Perasaan ke pe boy? Anyway, sebelum dia rembat aku baik aku tukar topic. Right, I'll try writing this in malay. Salam sejahtera &lt;strike&gt;murid-murid&lt;/strike&gt;. Whatever siot. My malay is like so the hancur right now. No kidding. I'm not sure what to blog about ? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;You've been living for 14 years, 7 months, and 15 days.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;You were born on a Wednesday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Your date of conception was probably 13th July 1994.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;You've seen 4 leap years.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Your Zodiac Sign is Aries.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Your Chinese Zodiac Sign is Pig.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Your Ruling Planet is Mars.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Your Birthstone is Diamond.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Your Birth Flower is Daisy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Your Birth Tree is Rowan Tree.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Your Birth Number is 33.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Time till your next Birthday 135 days 10 hours 31 mins.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Your Lucky Color is Red.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Your Lucky Day is Tuesday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Your Lucky Number is Nine or Seven. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#666666;"&gt;Found this out in Facebook. ;D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2376087999214392012-5684143257140303596?l=akumademoiselle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://akumademoiselle.blogspot.com/feeds/5684143257140303596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://akumademoiselle.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-realised-that-my-new-skin-makes-my.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2376087999214392012/posts/default/5684143257140303596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2376087999214392012/posts/default/5684143257140303596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://akumademoiselle.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-realised-that-my-new-skin-makes-my.html' title=''/><author><name>akumademoiselle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17891791291020360202</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRN_agXrrQ/ShvHR8c_eII/AAAAAAAAAFE/l3zbmtLxa78/S220/blank.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2376087999214392012.post-5463182848707390210</id><published>2009-11-19T15:04:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-19T15:32:56.180+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Breakthrough'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rainbow'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;I feel like breaking down in the middle of the road like a car in desperate need of gas. It's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;raining in my mind. Thoughts rushing in all directions. Feelings are mixed forming this &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;thick substance at the back of my mind. I cannot make up my mind. Be angry, sad, happy, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;devastated? You left me with a question. A question that needs an answer. But I dont have &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;the answer. It's with you. All I have is the question that spins round and round my head &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;making me feel dizzy. i'm not falling for you anymore. That's what I promised myself. But &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;why ignore me? What the hell did I do? Everyone especially that bitch is making me feel like&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;I'm such a loser that I have to suck an egg everyday. I tried being nice. What the fuck did I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;get? Some stupid rumours about me. It wasnt I who started th fire. You need friction to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;create a fire. Friction causes unwanted heat to be produced. That causes fire. What is&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;wrong with people? Have you not embarassed me enough? Have you not have fun spreading &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;rumours about me? Imagine YOU walking past a group of people that sides the other party &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;and they're whispering things, about you. Yes you. Just be in my shoes for a while. Don't &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;you think its hurtful to hear people talking bout you. Whispering "Tak serupa wanita &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;langsung" . If that's not enough, why not you go to the General Office and make an &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;announcement, "Nur Siti Khadijah binti Azni tak serupa wanita." All you people know is &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;listen and trust her. What about the other side of the story? My part of the story. Are you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;afraid to listen to my side? So far, only a few had listened to both side's stories. If you think &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;she's such an angel, go ahead and stick around her. Suck whatever story she's telling you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;But after all this, I thank God for blessing me with such wonderful friends who understands &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;my situation and who are not one sided. All I hope now is for a rainbow to come out and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;bring colours to my life again. I need them. I'm tried of living in black and white. All he &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6666;"&gt;knows is to distrupt my thoughts. Asking me who is her boyfriend. I dont know. Dont ask&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6666;"&gt;anymore. I'm tried of answering. I have questions of my one. I'm wondering when we can &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6666;"&gt;begin again. When can we breakthrough this? When can we be like what used to be. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2376087999214392012-5463182848707390210?l=akumademoiselle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://akumademoiselle.blogspot.com/feeds/5463182848707390210/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://akumademoiselle.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-feel-like-breaking-down-in-middle-of.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2376087999214392012/posts/default/5463182848707390210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2376087999214392012/posts/default/5463182848707390210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://akumademoiselle.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-feel-like-breaking-down-in-middle-of.html' title=''/><author><name>akumademoiselle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17891791291020360202</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRN_agXrrQ/ShvHR8c_eII/AAAAAAAAAFE/l3zbmtLxa78/S220/blank.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2376087999214392012.post-5629339479640629126</id><published>2009-11-18T17:15:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-18T18:02:35.217+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Breaktrough'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/9htZcNe609U&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/9htZcNe609U&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="350" height="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/UjQQtqza9u0&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/UjQQtqza9u0&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="350" height="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/4xSccJ6zeis&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/4xSccJ6zeis&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="350" height="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3366ff;"&gt;I see your face in my mind as I drive away, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Cause none of us thought it was gonna end that way. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3366ff;"&gt;People are people, And sometimes we change our minds.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3366ff;"&gt;But its killing me to see you go after all this time. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Mmm mmm mmm Mmm mmm mmm mmm mmm Mmm mmm mmm Mmm mmm mmm mmm mmm &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Music starts playin like the end of a sad movie, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Its the kinda ending you dont really wanna see. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Cause its tragedy and itll only bring you down, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Now I dont know what to be without you around. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3366ff;"&gt;And we know its never simple, Never easy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Never a clean break, noone here to save me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Youre the only thing I know like the back of my hand, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3366ff;"&gt;And I cant, Breathe, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Without you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3366ff;"&gt;But I have to, Breathe, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Without you, But I have to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Never wanted this, never wanna see you hurt. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Every little bump in the road I tried to swerve.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3366ff;"&gt;But people are people, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3366ff;"&gt;And sometimes it doesnt work out, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Nothing we say is gonna save us from the fall out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3366ff;"&gt;And we know its never simple, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Never easy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Never a clean break, no one here to save me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Youre the only thing I know like the back of my hand, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3366ff;"&gt;And I cant, Breathe, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Without you, But I have to, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Breathe, Without you, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3366ff;"&gt;But I have to. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Its two a.m. Feelin' like I just lost a friend. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Hope you know its not easy, Easy for me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Its two a.m. Feelin like I just lost a friend. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Hope you know this aint easy, Easy for me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3366ff;"&gt;And we know its never simple, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Never easy. Never a clean break, noone here to save me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Ohhh I cant, Breathe, Without you, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3366ff;"&gt;But I have to, Breathe,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Without you, But I have to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Sorry (oh)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Sorry (mmm) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Sorry (eh eh) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Sorry &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3366ff;"&gt;(mmm) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Sorry (eh eh) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Sorry (mmm) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Sorry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3366ff;"&gt;I have to admit, everytime I hear the song Breathe by Taylor Swift feat. Colbie Caillat I end up in tears. Blehdy touching ok the song. Its like you losing your friend and tralalala. Okay I THINK, the hidden meaning is that "I'm sorry" . Its a break up song as what Taylor said. Imagine you breaking up with someone you blehdy-ly loved and have been together for ages. But people change their minds after time. gosh fucktup emo &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3366ff;"&gt;today. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="340" width="560"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/80d7DYTR6AY&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/80d7DYTR6AY&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="350" height="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Syabil Sarafian, if you're reading my blog but I know you wont, I know we have forgiven each other but could you just spend 4 minutes to listen to the above song? I was thinking why cant we go back to those days when laughter was part of life and conversations. Why cant we be friends anymore even after forgiving each other? I know what we did in the past was rather harsh but can we start over? All I want is you back in my life. No, I'm not having a crush on you again but I just realised no matter how mean you were, you always knock me back to reality. That's what no one else could do except you. I know its not easy to get back together. But a try would be nice. I tried viewing your blog, sadly its private. Your Facebook, it reminds me of the past. Maybe we could let the past go and breakthrough. Cause I tried but its up to you. I cant do a thing on my own, can I? I mean like getting us back together. I cant be the only one doing this. Like the peribahasa tepuk bersebelahan tangan. Oh shit, is that even the peribahasa? Shit. Anyway what I meant is that you need two hands to clap. Would you be my other hand? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2376087999214392012-5629339479640629126?l=akumademoiselle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://akumademoiselle.blogspot.com/feeds/5629339479640629126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://akumademoiselle.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-see-your-face-in-my-mind-as-i-drive.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2376087999214392012/posts/default/5629339479640629126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2376087999214392012/posts/default/5629339479640629126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://akumademoiselle.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-see-your-face-in-my-mind-as-i-drive.html' title=''/><author><name>akumademoiselle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17891791291020360202</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRN_agXrrQ/ShvHR8c_eII/AAAAAAAAAFE/l3zbmtLxa78/S220/blank.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2376087999214392012.post-1631612151265218236</id><published>2009-11-17T12:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-17T13:09:51.706+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Hehehehehehehelllllooooooo. :D  Ok, stomach cramp is killing me. Anyway, I have got nothing to blog about today other then last Friday night. ;D Reached school earlier then 6 pm. Chatted with Mei Hwa and Jerome then were told to wait outside General Office. -.-  Totally bored la. Sat on the chair instad of the floor, it was kinda wet thanks to people who walk there with wet shoes. Skippppppp...... Right, we boarded the bus. I was a loner, so was Jerome. :/ At the Yong Siew Toh Conservatory (is that the name? At NUS uh). We had to sit in our sections which was pathetically only me, Jerome, Mei Hwa and Xin En. Elvis sat with Theva. -.- It was a competition thing la. Anyway, the Flautist won third, Bassoon won second, Trumpeter won first. All of them are from China. -.- So it ended earlier and my family went to Cathay Cineplex to watch 2012. -- I had to go home alone. Dad couldnt fetch me. :(  Really felt like an emo la. With the black and red hoodie and the song Battle by Colbie Caillat and Fearless by Colbie Caillat being played on my phone and blasted into my ear. We were waiting for the bus when me, Jerome and Yu Teng was like playing a fool. Calling each other bisexual, curvy, lesbian, gay. LOL. We were laughing like no one's bussiness, literally. LOL. Until one part when they forced me to say I'm bisexual. LOL. I was like "FINE LA! I'M BISEXUAL!" and Ms Straaten was like "Who's the bisexual one?!"  and Mr Han "*points to me* She la who else"  (yes, he was there) Damn paisey la. Jerome and Yu Teng was like "HAHA! Khadijah bisexual!" -.-  Whatever la eh. Then I kept saying my line "Hi, I'm bisexual and I'm straight." LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2376087999214392012-1631612151265218236?l=akumademoiselle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://akumademoiselle.blogspot.com/feeds/1631612151265218236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://akumademoiselle.blogspot.com/2009/11/hehehehehehehelllllooooooo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2376087999214392012/posts/default/1631612151265218236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2376087999214392012/posts/default/1631612151265218236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://akumademoiselle.blogspot.com/2009/11/hehehehehehehelllllooooooo.html' title=''/><author><name>akumademoiselle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17891791291020360202</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRN_agXrrQ/ShvHR8c_eII/AAAAAAAAAFE/l3zbmtLxa78/S220/blank.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2376087999214392012.post-5697311786675162606</id><published>2009-11-16T18:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-16T18:55:28.130+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my memories gone'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff0000;"&gt;My whole memory card is SPOILT. Yes, GO AHEAD, BE HAPPY ABOUT IT. I cried my heart out the other day. Gosh. No way I could retreat back. BUT, I have some photos in my bloggeh so, I can save them in my phone. I seriously cursed my memory card la. Thank God, I have a spare one. ;D It comes in handy. Right, Saturday went to Marina Barrage at night. Mum and dad was like prepared for winter. I looked like so minah. Yes, I admit it. Sunday, went to Hay Dairies to see goats since mum wanted to see them then went to Bollywood Veggies. MY FEET GOT SUNTANNED. And now my feet looks weird cause it has like "X" on my feet. Anyway, after that went home. Ponteng my religious class instead, helped to cook at home and then we went swimming. :D Then today had band (REALLY PISSED OFF DURING SECTIONALS) then went to Macs with Jerome, Wei Jie and Mei Hwa (pretty flower! ^^) then we were late for school by 10 minutes only. Reached, met the rest, went for archery. ;D And I scratched my arm. Ouch. But it was fun! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2376087999214392012-5697311786675162606?l=akumademoiselle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://akumademoiselle.blogspot.com/feeds/5697311786675162606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://akumademoiselle.blogspot.com/2009/11/my-whole-memory-card-is-spoilt.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2376087999214392012/posts/default/5697311786675162606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2376087999214392012/posts/default/5697311786675162606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://akumademoiselle.blogspot.com/2009/11/my-whole-memory-card-is-spoilt.html' title=''/><author><name>akumademoiselle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17891791291020360202</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRN_agXrrQ/ShvHR8c_eII/AAAAAAAAAFE/l3zbmtLxa78/S220/blank.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2376087999214392012.post-2489542430703454882</id><published>2009-11-13T11:06:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-13T12:15:21.602+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my memories gone'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Yesterday was darn fun! ^^ But sad to say, I lost 200 + photos from my phone. :( All thanks to Sabrina's phone. :( I was like sending photos from her phone to mine via bluetooth and suddenly, bluetooth connection failed and that was when I realized my wallpaper was gone. Checked my pictures, the whole 200+ photos that i saved in my phone memory was gone. YES, GONE! Poof, vanished into thin air. I was seriously on the verge of tears already. :( I was like "OH MEH GOOSE!! WHERE'S MY PICTURES?! *tears wanna roll down cheek liao* ARGH!!! SEZAIRI!!!!" Oh well, thank god I still have thier videos. BUT OH MEHH GOOOOSSEEEEEE. Today, I was like checking for my pictures in my phone and well, it really did vanish into thin air. :'( AND GUESS WHAT?! I REALLY CRIED WHEN MY PHONE SUDDENLY COULDNT READ MY MEMORY CARD!! First I was like "Shit, what in the fucking hell happened to my memory card? *took out memory card*" After giving my phone some rest, I was like prepared to put in the card again and give it another try. This time, my whole external memory folder was gone in my phone. I was like " FUCCCCCKKKKKK. WHAT IN THE FRIGGING HELL DID I DO?! *totally in tears already* " Ok, enough of phone memory. :D LET'S TALK ABOUT YESTERDAY! ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc66cc;"&gt; Fun, FUN, FUN!!! :D We had our class outing. ;D In actual fact, ONLY 8, YES EIGHT, people from our class went. Shara tagged along too. :D Right, so Sabrina and Shara met me at my void deck then we walked to Pioneer MRT. Met Faustine, top up my Ez-link. Took the train and went to Boon Lay MRT station to meet Aliyah, Lana, Edire, Desmond. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Aliyah looked like she was gonna go for a 5 days 4 nights camp, I looked like a music instructor when I carried Faustine's guitar, Desmond looked like a lost China tourist, Shara looked like a dance instructor when she put on her hoodie, Sabrina looked like a normal kid that is WELL PREPARED for an outing, Edrie looked like some mat sesat tak menjadi, Ruvean looked like some undisciplined bussinessman, Lana looked like she was gonna go dancing. LOL. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;We went to Siloso beach instead of the Palawan beach. :/ Took the tram to reach to the place we thought would be a nice place to settle down. :D Settled down, applied sunblock &lt;strike&gt;and suntanned&lt;/strike&gt; I didnt wanna be any chao tar then i am now. -.- Yes, I tanned myself in order to look like a malay. Seriously. I was born looking like some Japanese girl and so, after much tanning, I now look like one malay girl. ;D Though I still have people saying I look like a chinese but who cares? I love my skin colour (no, I'm not racist)! ^^ Ok, while we were eating and stuffs, heard the thunder. Scared the shit out of us cause we were sitting under a coconut tree AND, above Sabrina's head there was like coconuts ready to fall on her. HAHA! Oh and the beach patrol guy is totally gender biased. Two women brought two dogs into the sea, he just looked. Then when a guy brought in the same dogs into the sea, the beach patrol guy totally talked to him and told him to get out. Then, we moved to the shelter which was nearby to get shelter. ;D Played the guitar, tai ti, stress, Blackjack.... Went crazy and drank Coke followed by Ice Lemon Tea then Coke again this time with Fox's mints. :D  Totally awesome! ^^ The others excluding me, Sabrina, Shara went to try the Luge and Skyride which I dont see a point in. Other then wasting money. -.- After everybody was back, went to Vivo to catch a movie. Wanted to watch Coraline but we were 30 minutes late. :/ So watch Astroboy. -.- I was totally against it well since I never loved Astroboy. BUT, at the end of the movie. I cried. No wait. I teared. ;D  Went home with Sabrina, she took the shorter way home. :/ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2376087999214392012-2489542430703454882?l=akumademoiselle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://akumademoiselle.blogspot.com/feeds/2489542430703454882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://akumademoiselle.blogspot.com/2009/11/yesterday-was-darn-fun-but-sad-to-say-i.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2376087999214392012/posts/default/2489542430703454882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2376087999214392012/posts/default/2489542430703454882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://akumademoiselle.blogspot.com/2009/11/yesterday-was-darn-fun-but-sad-to-say-i.html' title=''/><author><name>akumademoiselle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17891791291020360202</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRN_agXrrQ/ShvHR8c_eII/AAAAAAAAAFE/l3zbmtLxa78/S220/blank.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2376087999214392012.post-7874425098784754532</id><published>2009-11-11T14:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-11T14:39:28.622+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Choices'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='decisions'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;I am darn pokai. Er in other words, ran out of money. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Oh meh goose. Is it just me or is there more people that are *er shit I forgot the word okay I'll say the definition* in realtionships that are not from the same racial group. Okay, what the hell am I blabbing about? Yada yada. Skip that whole point ok.&lt;strike&gt; God, I am so darn jealous of people in a relationship. That is so darn lust&lt;/strike&gt;  What happened to love, love notes, love poetries. Ahh. The good old days. Writting on a piece of a paper and expressing your love to her/him (See, I'm gender biased). Giving your every tiny little bit of life to her/him.&lt;/span&gt; Ok that's it enough of romance and dreams. I have got nothing to talk about other then band. Urgh. One said "Bring back your flute to practice. Piccolo very hopeless." The other said "Dont you try to play the flute ah!" -.- Stupid life. Stupid choices. No wonder people complain that marriage aint an easy thing. :/ tons of choices to make, so little time to think. Just like in exams. :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2376087999214392012-7874425098784754532?l=akumademoiselle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://akumademoiselle.blogspot.com/feeds/7874425098784754532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://akumademoiselle.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-am-darn-pokai.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2376087999214392012/posts/default/7874425098784754532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2376087999214392012/posts/default/7874425098784754532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://akumademoiselle.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-am-darn-pokai.html' title=''/><author><name>akumademoiselle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17891791291020360202</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRN_agXrrQ/ShvHR8c_eII/AAAAAAAAAFE/l3zbmtLxa78/S220/blank.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2376087999214392012.post-1957616206263522745</id><published>2009-11-10T18:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-10T19:01:27.790+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Right, I'll make this post darn short. Come on, it was a boring day at home. My lips hurt and I cant practice a thing. :(  and then Mr Wong would say "You didnt practice cause you thik your side reading is really good!" Ya ya whatever la. The truth is, I'm really tired. Yesterday, Mr Wong yelled at me "Ear pain ah?! Then dont play piccolo la! Dont join band at all!" when I merely just touched my ear since it kinda hurt when I played the 3rd Octaves. :(  Yeah, and all he thinks is that I am a I-am-a-really-good-piccolo-player. Well, I'm not. No one is. Everyone makes mistakes you know. Even the professional. That's why there is a saying that goes "Practice makes perfect." . Well, I agree with it. I just lacked of practice thats all. Even Izzati complains that its really tough to get to the high G. And all people think is "the smaller the instrument is, the easier it is to get the high note." But sadly, did you know that when you play the piccolo, you tend to go flat at the higher octaves and sharp at the lower octaves. Jason told me that. :D Right, i have to go and start &lt;strike&gt; messing the kitchen &lt;/strike&gt; help mum cook. ;D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2376087999214392012-1957616206263522745?l=akumademoiselle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://akumademoiselle.blogspot.com/feeds/1957616206263522745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://akumademoiselle.blogspot.com/2009/11/right-ill-make-this-post-darn-short.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2376087999214392012/posts/default/1957616206263522745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2376087999214392012/posts/default/1957616206263522745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://akumademoiselle.blogspot.com/2009/11/right-ill-make-this-post-darn-short.html' title=''/><author><name>akumademoiselle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17891791291020360202</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRN_agXrrQ/ShvHR8c_eII/AAAAAAAAAFE/l3zbmtLxa78/S220/blank.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2376087999214392012.post-3120852261145359111</id><published>2009-11-09T17:24:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-09T17:39:48.718+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRN_agXrrQ/Svfi1t_ZW8I/AAAAAAAAAfI/tzVqDPgLN-0/s1600-h/Photo0496.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRN_agXrrQ/Svfi1t_ZW8I/AAAAAAAAAfI/tzVqDPgLN-0/s320/Photo0496.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402035690560641986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's do this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I love &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ben Tennyson.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ben 10.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Danny Phantom.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Megan Fox.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Shia Labeouf.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Jesse McCartney.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Justin Bieber.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Taylor Lautner.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Hockey.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Paris.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Fabregas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Persie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Owen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Torres.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Britney Spears.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Apple Pie. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;xoxo,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Sabrinaaaaaa. Gerrard Raikkonen/Saberryna&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2376087999214392012-3120852261145359111?l=akumademoiselle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://akumademoiselle.blogspot.com/feeds/3120852261145359111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://akumademoiselle.blogspot.com/2009/11/lets-do-this.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2376087999214392012/posts/default/3120852261145359111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2376087999214392012/posts/default/3120852261145359111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://akumademoiselle.blogspot.com/2009/11/lets-do-this.html' title=''/><author><name>akumademoiselle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17891791291020360202</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRN_agXrrQ/ShvHR8c_eII/AAAAAAAAAFE/l3zbmtLxa78/S220/blank.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRN_agXrrQ/Svfi1t_ZW8I/AAAAAAAAAfI/tzVqDPgLN-0/s72-c/Photo0496.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2376087999214392012.post-4903481608060342599</id><published>2009-11-09T17:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-09T18:01:11.318+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='i have his autograph'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3366ff;"&gt;My lips in my opinion are becoming like rubber band. :/ Seriously. I stretched my lips like alot when I played the piccolo just now. -.- BUT HEY, I MANAGED TO GET MY 3rd octave G. :D Applause please. *applause* Thank you. Now, I know I havent update this blog of mine for ages. I have reasons. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3366ff;"&gt;1) After band the other day, I was totally not in the mood. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3366ff;"&gt;2) I was seriously feeling sick and yes, on Thursday I had a flu. :/ Despite my blehdy running nose, I had to get out of the house to shop for the snacks for the upcoming class outing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#3366ff;"&gt;3) On Friday, I was out nearly the whole day. Ran around Jurong. -.- That sounded so wrong but anyhows la. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#3366ff;"&gt;4) I was having some trouble with my bloggeh. :/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#3366ff;"&gt;SYABIL WENT TO LONDON LAST TUESDAY ALREADY!!!!!! Pfft. Nevermind. Right, all I can counclude for last week is, Thursday was a fun day? Minus the part me and Shara was soaked wet even when we had our umberallas. :/  Friday was an effing tiring day. I dont want to talk about it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;SATURDAY!!! DARN SYIOK OK! I GOT SEZAIRI SEZALI'S &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;AUTOGRAPH!!!! NOW BE JEALOUS!! :D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:180%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2376087999214392012-4903481608060342599?l=akumademoiselle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://akumademoiselle.blogspot.com/feeds/4903481608060342599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://akumademoiselle.blogspot.com/2009/11/my-lips-in-my-opinion-are-becoming-like.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2376087999214392012/posts/default/4903481608060342599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2376087999214392012/posts/default/4903481608060342599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://akumademoiselle.blogspot.com/2009/11/my-lips-in-my-opinion-are-becoming-like.html' title=''/><author><name>akumademoiselle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17891791291020360202</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRN_agXrrQ/ShvHR8c_eII/AAAAAAAAAFE/l3zbmtLxa78/S220/blank.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2376087999214392012.post-4805311667393391416</id><published>2009-11-04T17:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-04T17:58:50.351+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='3E4'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I'LL BE IN 3E4 NEXT YEAR!!! FUCKING BITCH!!! ARGH!!! AND TO &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;MAKE THINGS WORSE, THEY ARE BOTH IN THE SAME CLASS AS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;ME!!!! FUCCCCKKKKKK YOUUUUU BITCHHYYYY WHORES!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Oh goodness, what an intro. Right anyway, I shall make this post short. As written above, I'll&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6666;"&gt;be in 3E4 next year. Imagine the horror of being in it. Goodness! I have to tahan that bitch &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6666;"&gt;and all the homo sapiens I'm not close with. THA HORROR!!! Pfft. Nevermind. I'm really keen &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6666;"&gt;in POA. Sab got A maths. Same class as me. :D Shara is taking everything that I'm taking AND&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6666;"&gt;WE'RE FINALLY IN THE SAME CLASS AFTER 2 YEARS!! :D Okay so I dropped 2 classes. Not&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6666;"&gt;because of my results (my level position is 52, that means I could have been in E2. Sadly, my &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6666;"&gt;second choice was Category 2) but because of my category choice. Come on. Don't go all &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6666;"&gt;crazy. Remain calm at all times. :D I really hope I get Ms Teo as my English teacher. :/ Well,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6666;"&gt;she's fun. :D Right, I have to go. I'll post tomorrow. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2376087999214392012-4805311667393391416?l=akumademoiselle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://akumademoiselle.blogspot.com/feeds/4805311667393391416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://akumademoiselle.blogspot.com/2009/11/ill-be-in-3e4-next-year-fucking-bitch.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2376087999214392012/posts/default/4805311667393391416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2376087999214392012/posts/default/4805311667393391416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://akumademoiselle.blogspot.com/2009/11/ill-be-in-3e4-next-year-fucking-bitch.html' title=''/><author><name>akumademoiselle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17891791291020360202</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRN_agXrrQ/ShvHR8c_eII/AAAAAAAAAFE/l3zbmtLxa78/S220/blank.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2376087999214392012.post-4318378006891165979</id><published>2009-11-03T15:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-03T16:10:08.551+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I never told you'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height="340" width="560"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/YGth7aSd0EM&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/YGth7aSd0EM&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="350" height="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Funneh. I watched it like more then 5 times, I laughed each time. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="340" width="560"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/d_ZZY-LeAOM&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/d_ZZY-LeAOM&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="350" height="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Goodness, my third post within god knows how many minutes or hours. I would like to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3366ff;"&gt;dedicate this song to my loved ones. Uhh. Merepek la. Goodness. I miss him. No, I dont. I miss &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#3366ff;"&gt;his smile. Nope, not a bit. Ok I admit. I miss school. I miss seeing his face. I miss every little &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#3366ff;"&gt;bit of school. I miss every little bit of his smile. I miss every little bit of his warmth. I miss his&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#3366ff;"&gt;food. I miss his "Why are you so emo today huh?" question. I miss his really random laughter.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#3366ff;"&gt;I miss his eyes. Sadly, I never told him anything. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2376087999214392012-4318378006891165979?l=akumademoiselle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://akumademoiselle.blogspot.com/feeds/4318378006891165979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://akumademoiselle.blogspot.com/2009/11/funneh.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2376087999214392012/posts/default/4318378006891165979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2376087999214392012/posts/default/4318378006891165979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://akumademoiselle.blogspot.com/2009/11/funneh.html' title=''/><author><name>akumademoiselle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17891791291020360202</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRN_agXrrQ/ShvHR8c_eII/AAAAAAAAAFE/l3zbmtLxa78/S220/blank.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2376087999214392012.post-8640574608446213791</id><published>2009-11-03T15:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-03T15:35:49.980+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Argh! Take a knife and stab me already! -.- Goodness. I'm like rotting at home. Dad called at 8 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3366ff;"&gt;am in the morning asking if abang has woke up or he'll be late for school. What fuck thing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Woke up and found out abang was in the toilet. Then I went back to sleep. Woke up again at &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#3366ff;"&gt;9.45 am. Urgh. This time, the darn fan switched off on its own and I was feeling the heat &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#3366ff;"&gt;already. I totally forgot that they had cut off my whole block's electricity supply so that they &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#3366ff;"&gt;can tighten the electricity thingamajig. My phone's battery was like one pathetic bar. Argh. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Decided to wake up and read the newspaper and text Shara and Sulaiman. Fooled Hariz and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#3366ff;"&gt;told him he won the $50 000 for the Macdonalds thingamajig. Really dumb la. At 10.45 am, I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#3366ff;"&gt;decided to switch on the fan. :D AND IT WORKED! Blehdy overjoyed. :D Who wouldnt?! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Sadly, I missed Rachael Ray Show. Ah dang it. :/ Everytime I'm up early to catch The Rachael &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Ray Show, something pops up. Watched tv. (Martha Stewart is such a bore. I nearly slept on &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#3366ff;"&gt;the sofa while watching her blabbing stuffs. No offence yeah to all Martha Stewarts Fans) Ate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#3366ff;"&gt;kuih raya (I have not brushed my teeth yet. Well since I was so lazy to drag myself to the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#3366ff;"&gt;toilet. Shara did the same too!) then dad called and nag then mum called and nag, AGAIN. I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#3366ff;"&gt;bathed. Then uh. I ate. Then uh. God, my life is such a bore. -.- RIght, after band I have to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#3366ff;"&gt;buy snacks for the class outing. Why Ms Teo not going?! IT'S GONNA RAIN SOON! ^^ It's been &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#3366ff;"&gt;raining quite heavily for the past few days. :/  Oh and las Saturday, I went swimming. :D At &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#3366ff;"&gt;the Jurong West Swimming complex. :D I went mabok like a drunk woman after that. Too&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#3366ff;"&gt;much slides and mum coaching me to swim. :/ I'm so jealous of the small little kiddies that &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#3366ff;"&gt;can swim. Uh, I guess till here then. Sayonara.:D Je t'aime.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2376087999214392012-8640574608446213791?l=akumademoiselle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://akumademoiselle.blogspot.com/feeds/8640574608446213791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://akumademoiselle.blogspot.com/2009/11/argh-take-knife-and-stab-me-already.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2376087999214392012/posts/default/8640574608446213791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2376087999214392012/posts/default/8640574608446213791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://akumademoiselle.blogspot.com/2009/11/argh-take-knife-and-stab-me-already.html' title=''/><author><name>akumademoiselle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17891791291020360202</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRN_agXrrQ/ShvHR8c_eII/AAAAAAAAAFE/l3zbmtLxa78/S220/blank.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2376087999214392012.post-9044007150985599168</id><published>2009-11-03T14:45:00.014+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-03T15:07:50.214+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photo uploads'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRN_agXrrQ/Su_ULWrCguI/AAAAAAAAAfA/6GJ_EVxbw7U/s1600-h/image_0002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399767769770263266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRN_agXrrQ/Su_ULWrCguI/AAAAAAAAAfA/6GJ_EVxbw7U/s320/image_0002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;He is NOT my boyfriend. He's my bestfriend :D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRN_agXrrQ/Su_UEcPls7I/AAAAAAAAAe4/TqqjvqH_fNw/s1600-h/P311009_11.26.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399767651006657458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRN_agXrrQ/Su_UEcPls7I/AAAAAAAAAe4/TqqjvqH_fNw/s320/P311009_11.26.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRN_agXrrQ/Su_T8DnbMkI/AAAAAAAAAew/L9g4P7VdS-I/s1600-h/P241009_18.10.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399767506956792386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRN_agXrrQ/Su_T8DnbMkI/AAAAAAAAAew/L9g4P7VdS-I/s320/P241009_18.10.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRN_agXrrQ/Su_ToVQ97QI/AAAAAAAAAeg/LgURomhLcnU/s1600-h/P241009_18.07%5B01%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399767168097053954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRN_agXrrQ/Su_ToVQ97QI/AAAAAAAAAeg/LgURomhLcnU/s320/P241009_18.07%5B01%5D.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRN_agXrrQ/Su_TZpZxM-I/AAAAAAAAAeY/jvTqTsxnD4Q/s1600-h/P241009_18.07.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399766915804640226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRN_agXrrQ/Su_TZpZxM-I/AAAAAAAAAeY/jvTqTsxnD4Q/s320/P241009_18.07.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRN_agXrrQ/Su_TP-wG9wI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/6_3OnQ4zTvU/s1600-h/P151009_14.32.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399766749736793858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRN_agXrrQ/Su_TP-wG9wI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/6_3OnQ4zTvU/s320/P151009_14.32.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRN_agXrrQ/Su_TKR2vQeI/AAAAAAAAAeI/uAwAOkCGjQ8/s1600-h/P031109_14.09%5B01%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399766651785658850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRN_agXrrQ/Su_TKR2vQeI/AAAAAAAAAeI/uAwAOkCGjQ8/s320/P031109_14.09%5B01%5D.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRN_agXrrQ/Su_TFSlqknI/AAAAAAAAAeA/f5qwpYwMpTY/s1600-h/P171009_21.39.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399766566083138162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRN_agXrrQ/Su_TFSlqknI/AAAAAAAAAeA/f5qwpYwMpTY/s320/P171009_21.39.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRN_agXrrQ/Su_S_Y_c7hI/AAAAAAAAAd4/NwkEeerEsyM/s1600-h/P171009_20.23%5B01%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399766464722693650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRN_agXrrQ/Su_S_Y_c7hI/AAAAAAAAAd4/NwkEeerEsyM/s320/P171009_20.23%5B01%5D.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRN_agXrrQ/Su_S2iW6g9I/AAAAAAAAAdw/7qJ-JTQ1hsU/s1600-h/P171009_20.03.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399766312618197970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRN_agXrrQ/Su_S2iW6g9I/AAAAAAAAAdw/7qJ-JTQ1hsU/s320/P171009_20.03.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRN_agXrrQ/Su_SguHs1RI/AAAAAAAAAdo/lMJSWgdibww/s1600-h/Sepet.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399765937818490130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRN_agXrrQ/Su_SguHs1RI/AAAAAAAAAdo/lMJSWgdibww/s320/Sepet.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRN_agXrrQ/Su_R0u2DXSI/AAAAAAAAAdg/tqX_PA3UQgE/s1600-h/P031109_14.09.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399765182098660642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRN_agXrrQ/Su_R0u2DXSI/AAAAAAAAAdg/tqX_PA3UQgE/s320/P031109_14.09.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I PUNCHED A HOLE IN MY GUITAR PICK!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Well hello there. This post shall be FULL with photos. Yes I really do mean it. I just realised &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6666;"&gt;that I havent been uploading much photos. So TADAH! Its all in here. ;D I'll be posting in the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6666;"&gt;other post. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2376087999214392012-9044007150985599168?l=akumademoiselle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://akumademoiselle.blogspot.com/feeds/9044007150985599168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://akumademoiselle.blogspot.com/2009/11/he-is-not-my-boyfriend.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2376087999214392012/posts/default/9044007150985599168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2376087999214392012/posts/default/9044007150985599168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://akumademoiselle.blogspot.com/2009/11/he-is-not-my-boyfriend.html' title=''/><author><name>akumademoiselle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17891791291020360202</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRN_agXrrQ/ShvHR8c_eII/AAAAAAAAAFE/l3zbmtLxa78/S220/blank.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRN_agXrrQ/Su_ULWrCguI/AAAAAAAAAfA/6GJ_EVxbw7U/s72-c/image_0002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2376087999214392012.post-8340709740454978484</id><published>2009-11-02T15:26:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-02T16:33:09.243+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Piccolo player. :D'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/1KoC0qOCnzg&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/1KoC0qOCnzg&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="350" height="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;One of the male reply of Kantoi by Zee Avi. Oh meh goose, I miss her. :D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/7t5RrUt3nrY&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/7t5RrUt3nrY&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="350" height="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Goodness her voice is so the, *heavenly*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Q0rafi5CG5M&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Q0rafi5CG5M&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="350" height="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Bitter heart! ^^&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right, anyway, I had band EARLY in the morning. And I slept at 12 am last night. I looked like a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6666;"&gt;zombie. :X Ya right anyway, in band had to play piccolo. (I seriously have no idea if I'm a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6666;"&gt;piccolo player or a flautist) Played this new "marching" song. JASON HAN CAME!!!! Freaked the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6666;"&gt; shit out of me. :X Cause Mr Philip Han came in first. Then talk talk talk... Suddenly Jason Han&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6666;"&gt; and Mr Wong came in. I was the firs one to notice la. I was like "OMG!! DISASTER!!!"  then&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6666;"&gt; end up Mr Wong took us for sectionals. :/ Eeeeww. Had an hour of theory then played that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6666;"&gt; song then pack up then &lt;strike&gt; sleep &lt;/strike&gt; erm I went home. :D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6666;"&gt;I wanna go to the TKSS band performance! ^^ Ticket costs $5. I remember its on a Saturday. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6666;"&gt;And Ms Teo said we could bring along people we know. I'm inviting Izzati. Come on Izzati, tag &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6666;"&gt;along. :D   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2376087999214392012-8340709740454978484?l=akumademoiselle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://akumademoiselle.blogspot.com/feeds/8340709740454978484/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://akumademoiselle.blogspot.com/2009/11/one-of-male-reply-of-kantoi-by-zee-avi.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2376087999214392012/posts/default/8340709740454978484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2376087999214392012/posts/default/8340709740454978484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://akumademoiselle.blogspot.com/2009/11/one-of-male-reply-of-kantoi-by-zee-avi.html' title=''/><author><name>akumademoiselle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17891791291020360202</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRN_agXrrQ/ShvHR8c_eII/AAAAAAAAAFE/l3zbmtLxa78/S220/blank.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2376087999214392012.post-4671082996051801364</id><published>2009-10-30T17:00:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-30T17:12:30.217+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='truth'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;I came out with something really stupid. I'm bored! What do you expect?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I need to tell you the truth that I've learned. All this time I've been running around chasing &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;boys. Being chased by boys. I was blind not to realize the right person has always been there &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;for me. Being the shoulder I can cry on. Being there to listen to my rantings. Now I realized it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt; But I'm just glued to the start. My mouth glued everytime you speak to me. My body freeze &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;when I see you. My eyes stare at you. I'm going out of my mind. I need to tell you. Why cant &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;you realize I'm going crazy? I'm being truthful. I'm thru running around. I'm tired. No one is &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;better than you, so far. Please come back.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2376087999214392012-4671082996051801364?l=akumademoiselle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://akumademoiselle.blogspot.com/feeds/4671082996051801364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://akumademoiselle.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-came-out-with-something-really-stupid.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2376087999214392012/posts/default/4671082996051801364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2376087999214392012/posts/default/4671082996051801364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://akumademoiselle.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-came-out-with-something-really-stupid.html' title=''/><author><name>akumademoiselle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17891791291020360202</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRN_agXrrQ/ShvHR8c_eII/AAAAAAAAAFE/l3zbmtLxa78/S220/blank.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2376087999214392012.post-6855879438743645868</id><published>2009-10-30T16:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-30T16:41:07.795+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='last day'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Weeee. Last day of school! ^^ Had a countdown in my class. No wait, it was 2E4 that started first, then 2E2 and 2E3 joined in. ;D We received the band holiday practice schedule. ^^ 8 practices in total, 1 public performance (I'm dead) , we're going archery and bowling! ^^ OMG!! Been ages since I last played bowling. I'm waiting patiently at home for dad to come home then we'll meet mum at school then collect my report book. :/  I didnt get a B3 for English. :( I guess its a B4? Come on. A B4 would be nice. I need and A1 for Malay. I got a D7 for Maths. :D I told that already. Ms Wong gave us goodies! ^^ A chocolate finger thing (DIJAMIN HALAL! LOL!) and 2 sweets per person. ;D I took nine. Hey, no one stopped me but I shared :D  Sharing = Caring! Okay anyway, I wanna talk about yesterday. I forgot to post something. I found out that the Marshmallow the Red Cross sold for charity are not Halal. it freaked me out. No, not because I ate it but I saw a few malay kids i know that ate it. So there's pork fats in the marshmallow. Ammar told me. Well cause Noel showed him the marshmallow bag, then it was written there, "Non-halal food" below it, "pork *the other word for fats. Starts with G*" Anyway, sapa yang dah makan, takpe la hor. Tak tau mah. :D  Lain kali check. My earpiece broke. :( Well you know the metal plating at the earpiece, yeah, mine dropped off. So I ransacked abang's drawers to actually find the earpiece sponge thingamajig. It says "audio accessories" on the plastic. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2376087999214392012-6855879438743645868?l=akumademoiselle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://akumademoiselle.blogspot.com/feeds/6855879438743645868/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://akumademoiselle.blogspot.com/2009/10/weeee.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2376087999214392012/posts/default/6855879438743645868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2376087999214392012/posts/default/6855879438743645868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://akumademoiselle.blogspot.com/2009/10/weeee.html' title=''/><author><name>akumademoiselle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17891791291020360202</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRN_agXrrQ/ShvHR8c_eII/AAAAAAAAAFE/l3zbmtLxa78/S220/blank.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2376087999214392012.post-8723706296325858817</id><published>2009-10-29T11:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-29T11:16:09.690+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sezairi'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3366ff;"&gt;In school, Saberryna beside me, Edrie and Ammar in front of us. Both fighting. Malay after this, MR ISHAK IS STILL NOT HERE! Go die la! Hmph. Tomorrow is the parent meeting thingamajig. I have to go to school on 4 November 2009. That sucks. To get my results that is. Playing Blackjack on Y8. Playing Disc Pool on miniclip. Facebook, I'm at Ms Rachel Teo's facebook. Oh wow. Guys playing warcraft or something. Hectic. Saberryna is on Friendste. Mine's dead la hor. i couldnt be bothered by it. I WANNA GO HOME!! But home is such a bore. I wanna  go out!! OH AND MUM AND DAD ALLOWED ME TO GO TO THE CLASS OUTING!! ^^ Provided, I provide them with  my friends' numbers. Urgh. Overprotective = care. That's what I learned. :D Blackjack, here I come. :D No, I'm not addicted to it. :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:180%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;SEZAIRI IS HOT HOT HOT! AND HIS MINE, Hanis. :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2376087999214392012-8723706296325858817?l=akumademoiselle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://akumademoiselle.blogspot.com/feeds/8723706296325858817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://akumademoiselle.blogspot.com/2009/10/in-school-saberryna-beside-me-edrie-and.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2376087999214392012/posts/default/8723706296325858817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2376087999214392012/posts/default/8723706296325858817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://akumademoiselle.blogspot.com/2009/10/in-school-saberryna-beside-me-edrie-and.html' title=''/><author><name>akumademoiselle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17891791291020360202</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRN_agXrrQ/ShvHR8c_eII/AAAAAAAAAFE/l3zbmtLxa78/S220/blank.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2376087999214392012.post-8890221416534353709</id><published>2009-10-28T16:53:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-28T17:28:58.884+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Urgh. Home alone. -.- I think my parents are not allowing me to go out on my own. WHY DO I HAVE TO BE THE ONLY GIRL IN THIS FAMILY! -.- Oh nevermind. Okay let's sum up what I did in school today. English periods was such a bore. Read Manja and played with the bubble thing Lana bought for me. Malay period, played with that bubble thing again, watched Coach *something* I can't remember. Then watched Madagascar 2. Okay then recess. Gosh, I nearly sat on my own but oh well sat with Edrie and Ruvean. Then went to Faustine and she totally punched me hard, really hard that I nearly dropped my Mango tea bottle. Okay we were like fooling around when Mrs Tan came. She "begged" us to buy the ice cream and marshmallow. &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Me: No time la teacher&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Faustine: Ya la. Recess gonna be over already&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Mrs Tan: Nevermind. Can after school&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Me &amp;amp; Faustine: Serious ah?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Mrs Tan: Ya. But you must pay deposit first.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Me: I only have a $10 note&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Mrs Tan: No worries! I give you your change&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#33cc00;"&gt;It tool her ages to get my change. Okay after recess, I was like so confident I took out my Mango Tea from my bag when I was at the corridoor and TADAH! Ms Nora was behind. Oops. I think she saw it? Eh? Urgh. Wtv, she didnt yell at me anyway. So I thought she was gonna go to other classes since I saw Ms Felicia Teo during morning assembly and it was Art lesson. Turned out, both Ms Nora and Ms Teo came in to my class. :X  Played uno, stress, tai ti, 21, ate Wan Wan, found Lana irritating and yelled at her, drank my Mango Tea and kept peeing. -.- During Science, we lepak with Mr Anwar and took some photos of us using the visualiser. After school, collected the ice cream I bought. Waited for Sulaiman, I got sleepy even after the chocolate ice cream, decided, I couldnt wait any longer, I went home. Some bunch of people kept looking at me. -.- I know them but didnt really see their faces just heard their voices. Wtv. I cannot be bothered by people this days. Mainly because, I dont wish some stranger popped up a gossip bout me and I have to start everything again and, I dont wish to start a fight again after that incident. I have been embarrassed enough. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2376087999214392012-8890221416534353709?l=akumademoiselle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://akumademoiselle.blogspot.com/feeds/8890221416534353709/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://akumademoiselle.blogspot.com/2009/10/urgh_28.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2376087999214392012/posts/default/8890221416534353709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2376087999214392012/posts/default/8890221416534353709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://akumademoiselle.blogspot.com/2009/10/urgh_28.html' title=''/><author><name>akumademoiselle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17891791291020360202</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRN_agXrrQ/ShvHR8c_eII/AAAAAAAAAFE/l3zbmtLxa78/S220/blank.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2376087999214392012.post-6667193190351669526</id><published>2009-10-27T18:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-27T18:24:29.309+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/mScGC7nFDxM&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/mScGC7nFDxM&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="350" height="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Okay, even I'm scared. Wow. Imagine having to run or walk backwards everytime you wanna say something clearly. Poor woman. :( &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2376087999214392012-6667193190351669526?l=akumademoiselle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://akumademoiselle.blogspot.com/feeds/6667193190351669526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://akumademoiselle.blogspot.com/2009/10/okay-even-im-scared.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2376087999214392012/posts/default/6667193190351669526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2376087999214392012/posts/default/6667193190351669526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://akumademoiselle.blogspot.com/2009/10/okay-even-im-scared.html' title=''/><author><name>akumademoiselle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17891791291020360202</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRN_agXrrQ/ShvHR8c_eII/AAAAAAAAAFE/l3zbmtLxa78/S220/blank.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2376087999214392012.post-334450040962720490</id><published>2009-10-27T16:29:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-27T17:05:31.066+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='A normal day'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Hey hey hello! ^^ Okay. Embarassing day in school. Sabrina, I THANK GOD YOU WEREN'T THERE IN CLASS JUST NOW! ^^ Okay, after recess, I was "over the moon" or whatever the saying is anyway we were laughing and I was trying out Lana's bag (I ♥ it) then, Faustine yelled at me saying there was a lizard under her bag. And her bag was on the floor behind me. I was like "Wth?! Fake la!" Then me and Faustine went to her bag and she lifted her bag and the lizard just popped out there! I WAS SCREAMING AND CLIMBING ON ANY TABLE AND CHAIRS IN SIGHT!!! People were laughing at me! Okay, the longest scream I've ever done. Haha! Felt dumb la! And to make things worse, Ms Cindy Wong came in. LOL! I was still screaming and I was like half kneeling on my chair mainly because Kah Hao pushed the lizard to a side and stepped on it. Crushing it to be exact. I was still screaming and then I realised that people around me was laughing and pointing at me. Then Ms wong approached me then laughed. Everybody was like "The lizard is harmless!" Then Ms Wong told Zikry to pick it up and throw it away. I guess its a baby lizard? Cause it looked small when Zikry carried it. Or maybe due to the fact that Kah Hao squashed it? Eh? Then during Geog, Aliyah or someone suggested to Aliyah that she should view my blog and publish it. I was like "What?! Eh oi! Don't!" Mr Suhaimi was "aiya! Your blog public mah!" -.- Sickening. :S &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2376087999214392012-334450040962720490?l=akumademoiselle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://akumademoiselle.blogspot.com/feeds/334450040962720490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://akumademoiselle.blogspot.com/2009/10/hey-hey-hello-okay.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2376087999214392012/posts/default/334450040962720490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2376087999214392012/posts/default/334450040962720490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://akumademoiselle.blogspot.com/2009/10/hey-hey-hello-okay.html' title=''/><author><name>akumademoiselle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17891791291020360202</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRN_agXrrQ/ShvHR8c_eII/AAAAAAAAAFE/l3zbmtLxa78/S220/blank.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2376087999214392012.post-3783894556384353573</id><published>2009-10-26T21:31:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-26T21:34:32.221+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I WANT IT'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Yp7oSHLr3BY&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Yp7oSHLr3BY&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="350" height="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;I love this! "Why does love always feel like a battlefield!?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Pfft. I cant upload any photos mainly because My computer cannot open that file. Fuck. Hence, more videos from Youtube! ^^ No, pornography, sorry to dissapoint you all, LOL. I'm really obssessed with&amp;nbsp; Colbie Caillat! ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;object height="340" width="560"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/-q0enby_E-s&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/-q0enby_E-s&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="350" height="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;Magic nope, its not Colbie singing. Its some girl called Natalie Ann. Colbie is beside her. OMGOODNESS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&amp;nbsp; THEY HAVE TAYLOR SWIFT'S FEARLESS PLATINUM ALBUM!!! OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG!!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRN_agXrrQ/SuWlLxOTBLI/AAAAAAAAAdY/0r-oTVrt37c/s1600-h/FearlessPlatinum.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRN_agXrrQ/SuWlLxOTBLI/AAAAAAAAAdY/0r-oTVrt37c/s320/FearlessPlatinum.jpg" vr="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;So that's gonna be her cover. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;AUDIO CD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;1. NEW! "Jump Then Fall"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;2. NEW! "Untouchable"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;3. NEW! "Forever &amp;amp; Always (Piano Version)"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;4. NEW! "Come In With The Rain"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;5. NEW! "SuperStar"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;6. NEW! "The Other Side Of The Door"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;7. "Fearless"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;8. "Fifteen"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;9. "Love Story"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;10. "Hey Stephen"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;11. "White Horse"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;12. "You Belong With Me"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;13. "Breathe (Featuring Colbie Caillat)"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;14. "Tell Me Why"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;15. "You're Not Sorry"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;16. "The Way I Loved You"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;17. "Forever &amp;amp; Always"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;18. "The Best Day"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;19. "Change&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;VIDEO DVD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;MUSIC VIDEOS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;1. "Change"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;2. "The Best Day"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;3. "Love Story"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;4. "White Horse"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;5. "You Belong With Me"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;"ON THE SET"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;BEHIND THE SCENES&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;AT THE MUSIC VIDEOS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;1. "Love Story"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;2. "White Horse"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;3. "You Belong With Me"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;ADDITIONAL PLATINUM CONTENT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;1. Fearless Tour 2009 Photo Gallery&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;2. Fearless Tour 2009 First Show Behind The Scenes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;3. CMT Awards "Thug Story" (Featuring T-Pain)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;But sadly, I dont know if its available in Singapore. :( Even if it is, where the hell am I gonna get the cash from?! OMG!! I SO WANT IT!!! ARGH!!!! Oh and its released tomorrow. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2376087999214392012-3783894556384353573?l=akumademoiselle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://akumademoiselle.blogspot.com/feeds/3783894556384353573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://akumademoiselle.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-love-this-why-does-love-always-feel.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2376087999214392012/posts/default/3783894556384353573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2376087999214392012/posts/default/3783894556384353573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://akumademoiselle.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-love-this-why-does-love-always-feel.html' title=''/><author><name>akumademoiselle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17891791291020360202</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRN_agXrrQ/ShvHR8c_eII/AAAAAAAAAFE/l3zbmtLxa78/S220/blank.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRN_agXrrQ/SuWlLxOTBLI/AAAAAAAAAdY/0r-oTVrt37c/s72-c/FearlessPlatinum.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2376087999214392012.post-2030288162845375157</id><published>2009-10-26T19:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-26T19:40:57.275+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='out of my mind'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/swjhwrZIN7g&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/swjhwrZIN7g&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="350" height="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;Call me on the phone today&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;Said those words u always say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;And I cry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;Gotta figure out what's going on inside this head of mine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;I'll try&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;Going crazy thinking 'bout the way I shouldn't have left it all by&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;Now I'm gone and something's wrong I changed my mind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;I'm so in love with you, I don't know what to do, this time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;Although you're out of sight, you're never ever out of my mind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;Saw you just the other day, feelings never went away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;I smile&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;Told you I'll be back and I want us to be friends and be alright.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;Don't know what to say, it's been harder everyday but it takes time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;You should know, I'm coming home, stand by...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;I'm so in love with you, I don't know what to do, this time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;Although you're out of sight, you're never ever out of my mind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;As time passes by, I fall asleep without you by my side&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;Ooh out of my mind, remembering the way we were...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;I'm so in love with you, I don't know what to do, this time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;Although you're out of sight, you're never ever out of my mind&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;Okay so I have to confess something. Wait, there's a few stuffs actually. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;Firstly, I miss Syabil Sarafian. :(&amp;nbsp; I miss our late night blur sotong conversations. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;Secondly, I'm really exhausted. Imagine me cooking porridge (well... It turned out *speechless*) and mushroom soup in a day. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;Thirdly, I realized that my appetite is going wild. I'm eating anything that can be eaten that is in sight. -.- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;Forth, I realized that I've been running around lately and I found out that he is the one for me. Wait. That sounded somehow wrong and partly right.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;Fifth, I need oil pastels really badly. I cannot draw with colour pencils! T.T &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f; font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Six, I think I'm gonna put on lots of weight during the holidays.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f; font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Seventh, I'M GOING OUT OF MY MIND! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666; font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;You can say I camped at home today. Seriously. All I ate was take away food and canned food. Mum is sick. Sent her to the clinic in the frigging morning. Well, I had no school. The phone conversation was something like this when dad woke me up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #45818e; font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Dad: Hello?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #45818e; font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Me: Urgh! Hello?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #45818e; font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Dad: Adik! Wake up! Help me send mama to clinic. I'm in the train on my way to work. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #45818e; font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Me: Huh? What time is it? Where's mama?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #45818e; font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Dad: *ignoring me for a few seconds* Wake up! Send mama to clinic!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #45818e; font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Me: WHERE'S MAMA?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #45818e; font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Dad: In her room la!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #45818e; font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Me: Oh really? *check phone for the time, freaked out when it was only 7.52 am* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #45818e; font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Dad: Yes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #45818e; font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Me: Okay. I send her later.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666; font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Goodness. When we reached, there was like a lot of people outside the clinic. Registered mum then waited patiently. Our number was 25 and the number that was on that blehdy screen was 2. 25-2=23&amp;nbsp; -.-&amp;nbsp; So we waited and waited. The doctor skipped alot of numbers. Then it was mum's turn. Found out she got food poisoning. AND I found out she and dad went to Bedok Corner yesterday and had fried oysters. -.- So maybe, the oysters are not fresh or not fully cooked? Okay, wtv. Then dad called and asked if we have left, so I said no. This is the conversation. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #45818e; font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Dad: YO!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #45818e; font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Me: Er, hello?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #45818e; font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Dad: Give me 20-25 minutes and I'll fetch both of you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #45818e; font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Me: Okay, where to wait?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #45818e; font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Dad: At the bus stop near the DYI shop.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #45818e; font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Me: *total blank* Huh? Where got bus stop? I wait for you at the Macdonalds la&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #45818e; font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Dad: Have la! The bus stop near that DIY shop&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #45818e; font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Me: Where got DIY shop?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #45818e; font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Dad: Eh, where are you at?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #45818e; font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Me: Pioneer Mall la. Where else can I be?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #45818e; font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Dad: Oh you not at Gek Poh ah? haha! I thought you at Gek Poh. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666; font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #45818e;"&gt;Me: Aiyo. Okay I'll wait there&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: #45818e;"&gt;la&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2376087999214392012-2030288162845375157?l=akumademoiselle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://akumademoiselle.blogspot.com/feeds/2030288162845375157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://akumademoiselle.blogspot.com/2009/10/call-me-on-phone-today-said-those-words.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2376087999214392012/posts/default/2030288162845375157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2376087999214392012/posts/default/2030288162845375157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://akumademoiselle.blogspot.com/2009/10/call-me-on-phone-today-said-those-words.html' title=''/><author><name>akumademoiselle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17891791291020360202</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRN_agXrrQ/ShvHR8c_eII/AAAAAAAAAFE/l3zbmtLxa78/S220/blank.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2376087999214392012.post-4085513569679102624</id><published>2009-10-25T14:17:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-25T14:17:21.254+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Happy birthday :D'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;Goodness! I dont wanna got for kelas remaja. Flu, please go away. Anyway. First thing first, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRN_agXrrQ/SuPqPoNX6rI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/fk_50eXUix0/s1600-h/fliqkental.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRN_agXrrQ/SuPqPoNX6rI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/fk_50eXUix0/s320/fliqkental.jpg" vr="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: Trebuchet MS; font-size: x-large;"&gt;HAPPY 19th BIRTHDAY ABANG KHALIQ! ^^ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: Trebuchet MS; font-size: x-large;"&gt;Yay! &lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;(Get me a present next year hor. After all that food and shopping AND THAT WALLET. P/s: KWAY TEOW GORENG KE PER?!) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f; font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Okay, I had LOTS of fun yesterday. The whole family went to Arnolds at City Plaza. (can you believe it? I didnt even know where it was until Faqih told me.) I ordered the Fish &amp;amp; Chips. The fish, okay I suggest you dont buy it. :D The fish is so the hancur. -.- Anyway, after Arnolds we went to Vivo (Mum, dad and abang was somehow quarreling to go to Vivo or Orchard -.- I&amp;nbsp;couldnt be bothered since I had earpiece in my ear. ^^) to get abang his wallet oh and mum blanja us for Arnolds and paid for abang's wallet. Then we walked around Vivo and I fell in love with&amp;nbsp;one cardigan. :D It had a hoodie!! ^^ Right right right, anyway, after all that walk and me complaining to Shara how my legs was aching and my back was hurting, we went to West Coast Park's Macs. Actually, we had the McCafe thing. Okay so me and abang had DOuble Chocolate Frappe, dad had the Moccachino frappe (and I drank a bit of it, it was seriously, awakening) and mum had the moccachino large. GOSH, THE CUP FOR THE MOCCACHINO WAS SERIOUSLY, &lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;LARGE. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;We head home and! ABANG DIPERBODOH-BODOHKAN!! Wakakakakaka!! :D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f; font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Okay so overall, I'm quite jealous. Haha! Come on, this year, I had a chance to buy my own phone with my own money that is but dad pays for my bills. :D&amp;nbsp; I got a Puma bag and a cake from kakak Aya. Last year or last 2 years, I remember I was brought to QiJi (the food is heavenly) for dinner. :D&amp;nbsp; Okay, I guess thats it? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2376087999214392012-4085513569679102624?l=akumademoiselle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://akumademoiselle.blogspot.com/feeds/4085513569679102624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://akumademoiselle.blogspot.com/2009/10/goodness-i-dont-wanna-got-for-kelas.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2376087999214392012/posts/default/4085513569679102624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2376087999214392012/posts/default/4085513569679102624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://akumademoiselle.blogspot.com/2009/10/goodness-i-dont-wanna-got-for-kelas.html' title=''/><author><name>akumademoiselle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17891791291020360202</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRN_agXrrQ/ShvHR8c_eII/AAAAAAAAAFE/l3zbmtLxa78/S220/blank.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRN_agXrrQ/SuPqPoNX6rI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/fk_50eXUix0/s72-c/fliqkental.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2376087999214392012.post-4614952687789350816</id><published>2009-10-23T21:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-23T21:43:39.547+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wonderbra'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="340" width="560"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/99PTfPjSW_A&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/99PTfPjSW_A&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="350" height="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;I'm just thinking about that time when I met you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;But now I'm thinking about how I can forget you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;You had my heart from the start but it faded &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;I needed space for someone else &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;I had to leave you just to realize that I miss you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;Now I don't know what I did &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;I'm runnin around baby &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;I'm runnin around without you baby &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;I'm runnin around all over town &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;But I look everywhere and no one compares &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;Because nothing's as good if I'm without you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;I am hoping that you try to forgive me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;Maybe we can fall in love again completely &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;You had my heart don't you ever forget that &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;I'm coming back for it I promise you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;I had to leave you just to realize that I need you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;Now I'm changing, I can't take this &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;Runnin around baby &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;I'm runnin around without you baby &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;I'm runnin around all over town &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;But I look everywhere and no one compares &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;Because nothing's as good if I'm without you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;Do you think that I could have one more try &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;I promise you that I will always stand by you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;Cause I am through with &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;Runnin around baby &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;I'm runnin around without you baby &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;I'm runnin around all over town &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;But I look everywhere and no one compares &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;Cause nothing's as good if I am &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;Runnin around baby &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;I'm runnin around without you baby &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;I'm runnin around got my feet on the ground &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;And I'm missin your face, I'm going insane &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;Because nothing's as good if I'm without you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;I am runnin' around all over town &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;But I look everywhere and no one compares &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;Because nothing's as good if I'm without you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;I remember I'm suppose to post something but I just cant figure out what?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f; font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Oh wait!! I remember!! &lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;I GOT A D7 FOR MATHS AND A B3 FOR HOME ECONS!! AND I GOT A B3/ B4 FOR GEOG!! DRASTIC IMPROVEMENT! OMG! OVERJOYED!! ^^ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Malay, i think Cikgu Ishak can sleep with the papers la hor. Keep it to yourself. :P Till now I still&amp;nbsp;have not receive my malay paper 1. That is so making me go crazy! :/ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Morning assembly was hilarious! Okay wait. It was after morning assembly. We went to the hall and watch the 3 top videos for PW. HAHAHAHAHA!! Our class had 2 videos! E3 had 1! haha! &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;WONDERBRA!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2376087999214392012-4614952687789350816?l=akumademoiselle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://akumademoiselle.blogspot.com/feeds/4614952687789350816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://akumademoiselle.blogspot.com/2009/10/im-just-thinking-about-that-time-when-i.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2376087999214392012/posts/default/4614952687789350816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2376087999214392012/posts/default/4614952687789350816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://akumademoiselle.blogspot.com/2009/10/im-just-thinking-about-that-time-when-i.html' title=''/><author><name>akumademoiselle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17891791291020360202</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRN_agXrrQ/ShvHR8c_eII/AAAAAAAAAFE/l3zbmtLxa78/S220/blank.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2376087999214392012.post-71387944887528517</id><published>2009-10-23T21:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-23T21:19:49.375+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2 days late'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;I would call it a pain in the arse. Week is purely, devastating, buat blood boil, I feel dumb. Okay. Let's start. I got my results yesterday. Wooo! No wait. I take that back. BOOHOO. -.- My marks and well grades&amp;nbsp;(so far):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f; font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;Maths: E8. Wait. It was an F9 before 5 marks moderation.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;English: C5, if I'm not wrong that is.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;History: 54/100&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Physics: 68/100 (^^)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Malay: Paper1: ? (Mr Ishak didnt come to school. Tsk.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Paper2: 51/70 (It was suppose to be 52, I'll tell later)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f; font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I feel extremely dumb today. Bold EXTREMELY. Gosh. Okay, so firstly, morning assembly, I saw Ms Rachel Teo's hair (it looks cute). And I went "OMG! IS THAT RED?!" I was like half yelling half talking. o.o&amp;nbsp; Anyway, during English I was like asking everybody the same stupid question. "Do we have to sign?" When Ms Teo already told us we have to sign it. -.-&amp;nbsp; During Malay, I was being honest, yes, HONEST. Mr Zubir marked my paper wrongly. For bina ayat section, I got 8/9 but Mr Zubir worte 9/9 on the front page.&amp;nbsp;I calculated the thing like god knows how many times and I got 51/70 instead of 52/70 . A mark matters to me. Yes, it does. Right anyway, i was telling Vince who sat behind me and bothe Vince and Aliyah screamed when my mark was deducted. -.- So now its a tie for me and Vince. Pfft. Zikry, I'm not talking to you. Okar so we had some I &amp;amp; E carnival thingamajig. I sweated like alot. AND I SWEAR,IF YOU WERE TO GIVE ME A LARGE PAIL, I CAN FILL IT TO THE BRIM WITH MY SWEAT. God. Okay so I dedicated a song, if you heard it, keep it to yourself. GOODNESS! REALIZE WAS THE ONLY COLBIE CAILLAT'S SONG THAT THEY HAVE! -.-&amp;nbsp; Sadly I didnt dedicate it to someone specific. I just said "someone". Anyway, band was irritating, pain in the arse, insulting. Had to practice our third octave A, Bflat, B and C. I went deaf. Out of tune AND yeah the high notes made me and Jerome see stars. I dont want to talk about band anymore. I feel so frustrated when I talk about it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f; font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I ♥ SEZAIRI!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f; font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;This post is 2 days late. :D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2376087999214392012-71387944887528517?l=akumademoiselle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://akumademoiselle.blogspot.com/feeds/71387944887528517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://akumademoiselle.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-would-call-it-pain-in-arse.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2376087999214392012/posts/default/71387944887528517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2376087999214392012/posts/default/71387944887528517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://akumademoiselle.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-would-call-it-pain-in-arse.html' title=''/><author><name>akumademoiselle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17891791291020360202</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRN_agXrrQ/ShvHR8c_eII/AAAAAAAAAFE/l3zbmtLxa78/S220/blank.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2376087999214392012.post-5761294787653112797</id><published>2009-10-19T16:18:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-19T16:27:34.252+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='enough'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;I forgot to blog about something. You see, on last Friday, Fazurah told me that Sri told her that Sri was told to convey a message to me and Fazurah. The message was from Jolyna. SO the message is &lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #990000;"&gt;"Jolyna has written something about Khadijah (me) and Fazurah. She (Jolyna) wants me and Fazurah to read it."&lt;/span&gt; Soooo, on 17.10.2009 which is a Staurday, I asked Sri for the website of Jolyna's tagged so that I could read it. But, Sri said she forgot what's the web address hence, she asked Jolyna. Then Sri sent me a reply from Jolyna, &lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;"For u to find out n for me to knw.."&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;And so my reply was&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;"could you use that brain? How am i going to read what you wrote about me when i dont have your LAME web address? I dont have all day to bother searching for your address reason being i am not that free and if you want to say something bout me, go ahead and spit it out right in my face. SInce we're leaving in the 21st century, there is something called mobile phone which you use to text and call people"&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;and then this what Jolyna replied.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;"uat ape? mls lah sey.. uat ape adq dier psl my taggd.. my taggd iz betwn mie n myslf.. i dun 1 her in it.. "&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt; And again I replied, &lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;"It wasnt i who told myself "eh jolyna ada tulis something for you and fazurah to read in her tagged. Dia nak kau baca." wasnt it her who told you, sri khaliesah, to convey the message that i have to go to her tagged web address and read what she has written about me and fazurah?" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;S&lt;span style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;ri was the one who helped me send my replies to Jolyna and Sri also helped Jolyna to send me her replies. Right anyway, all I want to say is, can you please make up your mind? I mean, I cannot be bothered by you anymore. i have not disturb you or anything for the past god knows how many months. What more do you want? I'm fine with you posting things about me on the internet but come on, all I can say is whatever for do you want to post about me? Am I too interesting that you HAVE to post something bout me? Okay, so maybe it MIGHT be an apology letter, so? If you want to say something about/to me, SAY IT IN MY FACE. Have you got no guts? Or do I look scary enough to shoo you away? I dont get you. I'm all over the past. I let bygons be bygons. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;strike style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;And I use Mortein Ultra!&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;If you wanna carry on with the past, go ahead la. I cannot be bothered by your threatens. Aku hidup dunia aku, kau hidup dunia kau. Senang? I've had enough of fighting. I remember apologizing to you on the eve of Hari Raya. Dont say I did nothing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2376087999214392012-5761294787653112797?l=akumademoiselle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://akumademoiselle.blogspot.com/feeds/5761294787653112797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://akumademoiselle.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-forgot-to-blog-about-something.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2376087999214392012/posts/default/5761294787653112797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2376087999214392012/posts/default/5761294787653112797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://akumademoiselle.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-forgot-to-blog-about-something.html' title=''/><author><name>akumademoiselle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17891791291020360202</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRN_agXrrQ/ShvHR8c_eII/AAAAAAAAAFE/l3zbmtLxa78/S220/blank.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2376087999214392012.post-3423090387843546676</id><published>2009-10-19T15:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-19T15:36:53.484+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #93c47d;"&gt;To Sulaiman, I'm sorry for always being an irritant. I didnt mean to. There's just this thing about you that makes me feel like there is someone who understands me even when all else fails. No, I dont wanna be more than friends. I have made up my mind. Let's just be friends :D Come on! You rock man! Seriously. Thank you for being there when I needed you there. ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #93c47d;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;Oh blimey! I havent got a present for my brother, shit.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2376087999214392012-3423090387843546676?l=akumademoiselle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://akumademoiselle.blogspot.com/feeds/3423090387843546676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://akumademoiselle.blogspot.com/2009/10/to-sulaiman-im-sorry-for-always-being.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2376087999214392012/posts/default/3423090387843546676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2376087999214392012/posts/default/3423090387843546676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://akumademoiselle.blogspot.com/2009/10/to-sulaiman-im-sorry-for-always-being.html' title=''/><author><name>akumademoiselle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17891791291020360202</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRN_agXrrQ/ShvHR8c_eII/AAAAAAAAAFE/l3zbmtLxa78/S220/blank.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2376087999214392012.post-7694715139573578525</id><published>2009-10-19T15:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-19T15:09:06.405+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='oil pastels'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;I hate the PC in my brother's room. Hmph. I cannot even open the Internet and god knows what happened to the Mozilla Firefox in that computer. -.- Now, I'm stuck with the PC outside. Thank goodness this one has both Mozilla and Internet Explorer ^^ . But, the typing is rather slow. -.- Right, not much to blog. I was suppose to go out, watch movies and go shopping with Hanis, Sabrina and Shara, sadly and damn it, dad last minute said I cannot go. Like wtf? What does he expect me to do at home? Rot at home? Might as well chain me at home and let me stone here. -.-&amp;nbsp; Urgh. Woke up with a throbing head.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666;"&gt;I dont know why, but I feel like telling someone something but I just cant figure out who and what I wanna say. :S &amp;nbsp; This sucks. -.- OH SHIT JOURNAL NOT DONE! oh nevermind. I WANT OIL PASTELS!!! D:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2376087999214392012-7694715139573578525?l=akumademoiselle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://akumademoiselle.blogspot.com/feeds/7694715139573578525/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://akumademoiselle.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-hate-pc-in-my-brothers-room.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2376087999214392012/posts/default/7694715139573578525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2376087999214392012/posts/default/7694715139573578525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://akumademoiselle.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-hate-pc-in-my-brothers-room.html' title=''/><author><name>akumademoiselle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17891791291020360202</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRN_agXrrQ/ShvHR8c_eII/AAAAAAAAAFE/l3zbmtLxa78/S220/blank.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2376087999214392012.post-7204181227609475162</id><published>2009-10-16T18:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-16T18:11:42.445+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='malu'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6fa8dc;"&gt;Ah. Okay this is a post for today. I dont know why but I guess this week is like my most embarassed week. Oh my. Refer to previous post (that is directly below this post, my dears), go learn what embarassing thing happened at Macs while having breakfast with Shara. Urgh. Today, oh my. I hate my stomach cramps. Its like the 6th day and I'm like still having cramps that kills! -.- Anyway, I was like rather active the whole day. Result: I drank too much Mango Tea, made me had this urgency of going to the washroom. Wen to the washroom during History, tadah! I freaked out *you know I know what happened. You dont, try to paham paham aja la eh* went back to class, read a book by Alexandra Potter. :D It's called Me and Mr Darcy. Nice book I guess? ANYWAY, during English was the period that really killed me. I was freezing cold, my stomach cramp was killing me slowly, we watched a movie called Love Me If You Dare. Some French movie. Really cool. After school, had to tebalkan muka and asked around for you know I know. Was so embarassed. Thank God Aliyah was there! ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2376087999214392012-7204181227609475162?l=akumademoiselle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://akumademoiselle.blogspot.com/feeds/7204181227609475162/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://akumademoiselle.blogspot.com/2009/10/ah.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2376087999214392012/posts/default/7204181227609475162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2376087999214392012/posts/default/7204181227609475162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://akumademoiselle.blogspot.com/2009/10/ah.html' title=''/><author><name>akumademoiselle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17891791291020360202</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRN_agXrrQ/ShvHR8c_eII/AAAAAAAAAFE/l3zbmtLxa78/S220/blank.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2376087999214392012.post-6945147505988056691</id><published>2009-10-16T17:51:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-16T18:17:23.763+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2 days late'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/dMLhrDYJ5QM&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/dMLhrDYJ5QM&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="350" height="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;I fnally found the original video! ^^ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f; font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Yeah.. So today woke up at 9+, slept, woke up again, switched on the computer to check what books did Alexandra Potter wrote (I'm so addicted her books although I've just read one but hey, I love it!) since I'm going to the library later. At 10, bathed and rushed out of the house. Half way walking to Pioneer Mall, turned back looked at the gloomy sky and realised that dad had hang the laundry AND the windows are not shut! SHIT! Yeah. Had breakfast at Macs with Shara since she craved for the hotcakes or pancakes? Whatever its called. I ordered the same thing just that mine had the sausage. It has been ages since I last had breakfast at Macs. C'mon I'm effing lazy to wake up early. -.- Right, I hate pancakes. Gosh! It was so effing embarassing! I was like cutting the pancake AND I wanted to pick it up suddenly *BOOM!* okay that's exaggerating, it just fell *flop* on my jeans. ON MY EFFING NEW JEANS!! -.- Thought that was bad, something worse happened. The freaking kinfe SLIPPED out of my hand while I was holding it. EFFING PISSED AND PAISEH! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f; font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;-.- there was a group of BLSS-ian there. -.- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f; font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;After breakfast, rushed home shut the windows, bring in laundry went out to the library. Had to carry 2 damn thick novels that mum wanted. I borrowed a Calvin &amp;amp; Hobbes book, Me and Mr Darcy, and a malay book. Went home looking like a geek. Switched on computer and received a message from Hanis saying that Ms Norlin has passed away. Yes people, Ms Norlin Sani, a teacher from Jurong West Primary School, has passsed away on Wednesday, 14.10.2009&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f; font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Baca kan la Al-Fateha moga Allah swt akan ampuni dosa dosa beliau. Amin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f; font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f; font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;This post is 2 days late.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2376087999214392012-6945147505988056691?l=akumademoiselle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://akumademoiselle.blogspot.com/feeds/6945147505988056691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://akumademoiselle.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-fnally-found-original-video-yeah.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2376087999214392012/posts/default/6945147505988056691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2376087999214392012/posts/default/6945147505988056691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://akumademoiselle.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-fnally-found-original-video-yeah.html' title=''/><author><name>akumademoiselle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17891791291020360202</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRN_agXrrQ/ShvHR8c_eII/AAAAAAAAAFE/l3zbmtLxa78/S220/blank.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2376087999214392012.post-883449910572658341</id><published>2009-10-12T11:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-12T11:21:58.886+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I&apos;m at Cadbury land'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;Hey! Sorry uh didnt post for like erm okay nearly 2 weeks I guess. I was busy with exams, studying and HARI RAYA! Yes, I went out with the 2E2 kiddies and the Jurong West Primary School kiddies. -.- BUT I got $246! ^^ But I spend like I guess nearly $60 if not I could have like still have $300+&amp;nbsp; hmph but oh well, at least I bought Colbie Caillat's albums!&amp;nbsp; ^^ (and her song Little Things was on Privileged) Okar anyway, exams.. Well, kind of okay. EXCEPT for maths. Oh my. Kill me. No wait. Don't wanna talk about it. :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2376087999214392012-883449910572658341?l=akumademoiselle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://akumademoiselle.blogspot.com/feeds/883449910572658341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://akumademoiselle.blogspot.com/2009/10/hey-sorry-uh-didnt-post-for-like-erm.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2376087999214392012/posts/default/883449910572658341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2376087999214392012/posts/default/883449910572658341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://akumademoiselle.blogspot.com/2009/10/hey-sorry-uh-didnt-post-for-like-erm.html' title=''/><author><name>akumademoiselle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17891791291020360202</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRN_agXrrQ/ShvHR8c_eII/AAAAAAAAAFE/l3zbmtLxa78/S220/blank.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2376087999214392012.post-237384930952255817</id><published>2009-10-01T18:20:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-01T18:27:31.375+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rainbow'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="340" width="560"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/TW5gvyaOf04&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/TW5gvyaOf04&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="350" height="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;I'm still feeling the rain fall&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;bouncing off my skin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;How long do I have to wait for&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;The sun to shine again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;Come on and paint me the rainbows&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;i can follow it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;I dont know where it will take me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;but I like wondering&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;wherever you are&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;where will you be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;Are you the same or&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;Dreaming after waiting only for me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;Waiting for love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;Waiting for the same or&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;Dreaming on the other side&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;Hoping no matter how far I'll find my way to you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;Following a rainbow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;ooh oooh ooh ooh yeaaa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;I'm gonna stop in the middle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;Hang my feet off the edge&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;I got no reason to worry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;I know I'll find the end&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;That's where you'll be waiting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;I hope you don't forget&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;That I wont quit till I find you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;No matter the risk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;wherever you are&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;where will you be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;Are you the same or&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;Dreaming after waiting only for me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;Waiting for love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;Waiting for the same or&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;Dreaming on the other side&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;Hoping no matter how far I'll find my way to you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;Following a rainbow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;oooh oooh ooh ooh woooah &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;stuck in my mind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;im wasting time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;still on my own&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;I never thought that I would find my way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;Into the light&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;Dreaming to find&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;Who ever you are&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;where will you be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;are you the same or &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;dreaming on the other side waiting for me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;waiting for love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;waiting for the same or&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;dreaming on the other side &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;hoping that no matter how far i'll find my way to you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;following a rainbow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;ooooh ooooh oooh wooah YEA YEA YEAAAAAAAAA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;I know im gonna find it i know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;i know im gonna find it i know im gonna find it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;I'm never gonna let you go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;i know im gonna find it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;i know im gonna find it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;i wont let you go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;followin followin following a rainbow &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;followin followin following a rainbow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;followin followin following a rainbow&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;My mood: Refer to the above song. ;D It's like really catchy :D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f; font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRN_agXrrQ/SsSBN_QNyyI/AAAAAAAAAcY/9txuo0WEt1A/s1600-h/P260909_10.00%5B01%5D.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" iq="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRN_agXrrQ/SsSBN_QNyyI/AAAAAAAAAcY/9txuo0WEt1A/s320/P260909_10.00%5B01%5D.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRN_agXrrQ/SsSBGzG6hQI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/0_TaxY8DHNo/s1600-h/P190909_12.15.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" iq="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRN_agXrrQ/SsSBGzG6hQI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/0_TaxY8DHNo/s320/P190909_12.15.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRN_agXrrQ/SsSCIseIKmI/AAAAAAAAAco/95Z8gOVc1Mc/s1600-h/P260909_18.23.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; cssfloat: right; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" iq="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRN_agXrrQ/SsSCIseIKmI/AAAAAAAAAco/95Z8gOVc1Mc/s320/P260909_18.23.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;Compare the two photos. Clearly I'm the one on top and my brother is the one below with the dolls at TKC. P/s: Tengok mana aja la si Abang ni. -.- Zaza tak cukup kah?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRN_agXrrQ/SsSDcvu_j2I/AAAAAAAAAcw/yQ1gIkyq4Ww/s1600-h/P260909_18.19.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" iq="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRN_agXrrQ/SsSDcvu_j2I/AAAAAAAAAcw/yQ1gIkyq4Ww/s320/P260909_18.19.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;Dad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRN_agXrrQ/SsSDlFh5ZRI/AAAAAAAAAc4/7cBGNqNdLx8/s1600-h/P260909_17.35%5B01%5D.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" iq="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRN_agXrrQ/SsSDlFh5ZRI/AAAAAAAAAc4/7cBGNqNdLx8/s320/P260909_17.35%5B01%5D.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;My watch and bag. -.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRN_agXrrQ/SsSDvY1gZuI/AAAAAAAAAdA/iCSdupwEtJI/s1600-h/P260909_18.21.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" iq="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRN_agXrrQ/SsSDvY1gZuI/AAAAAAAAAdA/iCSdupwEtJI/s320/P260909_18.21.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;wanted to be a part of the doll family :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRN_agXrrQ/SsSD8cGB15I/AAAAAAAAAdI/mwhIcTbstRI/s1600-h/P260909_18.22.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" iq="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRN_agXrrQ/SsSD8cGB15I/AAAAAAAAAdI/mwhIcTbstRI/s320/P260909_18.22.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;:D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2376087999214392012-237384930952255817?l=akumademoiselle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://akumademoiselle.blogspot.com/feeds/237384930952255817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://akumademoiselle.blogspot.com/2009/10/im-still-feeling-rain-fall-bouncing-off.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2376087999214392012/posts/default/237384930952255817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2376087999214392012/posts/default/237384930952255817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://akumademoiselle.blogspot.com/2009/10/im-still-feeling-rain-fall-bouncing-off.html' title=''/><author><name>akumademoiselle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17891791291020360202</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRN_agXrrQ/ShvHR8c_eII/AAAAAAAAAFE/l3zbmtLxa78/S220/blank.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRN_agXrrQ/SsSBN_QNyyI/AAAAAAAAAcY/9txuo0WEt1A/s72-c/P260909_10.00%5B01%5D.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2376087999214392012.post-5553127925657012785</id><published>2009-10-01T12:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-01T12:17:36.261+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;Urgh. Malay class is such a bore. .__. Malay paper was yesterday. Easy i have to say. The dialog question was the same as the&amp;nbsp;Mid Year Examinations. -.- Oh mi gosh la. -.- I completed the paper within the first 45 minutes. I got so bored I started vandalising on the table and we had so much fun passing stuffs using the OHP trolley. :D Zikry and Edrie didnt get a chance to do so because they were seating at the second row. English today was, fun? I do not look like my brother Ms Teo and I am not a photocopied version of him. ._. He is so tanned and I'm like "fair" . Dont believe? Go to his blog &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;notty-little-secrets.blogspot.com &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f; font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;He is like so different from me. Like really different. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f; font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I'll post later. I'm in school. :P &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000; font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;GOING FOR&amp;nbsp;JALAN RAYA TOMORROW!! ^^ With the 2E2-ians and some non malay kids :D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000; font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Yay! Sabrina, tell your mum to cook only for us and not for them :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I ♥ ? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2376087999214392012-5553127925657012785?l=akumademoiselle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://akumademoiselle.blogspot.com/feeds/5553127925657012785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://akumademoiselle.blogspot.com/2009/10/urgh.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2376087999214392012/posts/default/5553127925657012785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2376087999214392012/posts/default/5553127925657012785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://akumademoiselle.blogspot.com/2009/10/urgh.html' title=''/><author><name>akumademoiselle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17891791291020360202</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRN_agXrrQ/ShvHR8c_eII/AAAAAAAAAFE/l3zbmtLxa78/S220/blank.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2376087999214392012.post-4820124512465671710</id><published>2009-09-29T15:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-29T15:52:08.501+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='exams are making me feel so dead'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="340" width="560"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/s7HQHtCmgsM&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/s7HQHtCmgsM&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="350" height="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;It's so cute :D ^^ Seriously.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f; font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Exams has started. -.- English was just now. Oh how "interesting"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f; font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I dont wanna talk much. Been having mixed feelings for the past few weeks. I wanna talk to someone but I can't figure out who. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2376087999214392012-4820124512465671710?l=akumademoiselle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://akumademoiselle.blogspot.com/feeds/4820124512465671710/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://akumademoiselle.blogspot.com/2009/09/its-so-cute-d-seriously.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2376087999214392012/posts/default/4820124512465671710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2376087999214392012/posts/default/4820124512465671710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://akumademoiselle.blogspot.com/2009/09/its-so-cute-d-seriously.html' title=''/><author><name>akumademoiselle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17891791291020360202</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRN_agXrrQ/ShvHR8c_eII/AAAAAAAAAFE/l3zbmtLxa78/S220/blank.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2376087999214392012.post-2382195695932618984</id><published>2009-09-25T17:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-25T17:08:15.721+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bad day'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="340" width="560"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/A9CmZXSSYmc&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/A9CmZXSSYmc&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="350" height="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;Effing cool. hoho.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;Home Econs Practical Exam was a DISASTER. Oh, it's worse than tsunami. -.- No kidding la. Last practical practice, we cooked chicken rice and I nearly fainted, rings a bell? Yeah, this time, I scalded my index and middle finger. A total ouch thing. How it happened? I was soaping the cooker and my fingers totally kena the god knows what it is and tada! Scalded. Didnt tell Mrs Tan though. Mainly cause I thought I didnt scald my fingers and I only realised I did when I was washing the dishes and stuff and the pain was like stinging. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRN_agXrrQ/SryIW_f6cRI/AAAAAAAAAcI/IRyR00OGZSk/s1600-h/P250909_17.06.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" iq="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRN_agXrrQ/SryIW_f6cRI/AAAAAAAAAcI/IRyR00OGZSk/s320/P250909_17.06.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;My poor fingers. ._. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;-.- Omg lorh! Okay okay. Home ec was eee. Other than me scalding my &lt;strike&gt;cute&lt;/strike&gt; fingers, I screw up everything. Literally. I cut the carrots and cabbage, well, I guess its okay? Eh? Okay the cooking part was like "Oh gosh! I cannot light up the fire!!" Only to realise that I didnt switch on the plug. -.- Retarded me. Okay not only that, my noodles turned out to be mushy and the soup, oh wow, it flooded my noodles. :X &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2376087999214392012-2382195695932618984?l=akumademoiselle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://akumademoiselle.blogspot.com/feeds/2382195695932618984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://akumademoiselle.blogspot.com/2009/09/effing-cool.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2376087999214392012/posts/default/2382195695932618984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2376087999214392012/posts/default/2382195695932618984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://akumademoiselle.blogspot.com/2009/09/effing-cool.html' title=''/><author><name>akumademoiselle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17891791291020360202</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRN_agXrrQ/ShvHR8c_eII/AAAAAAAAAFE/l3zbmtLxa78/S220/blank.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRN_agXrrQ/SryIW_f6cRI/AAAAAAAAAcI/IRyR00OGZSk/s72-c/P250909_17.06.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2376087999214392012.post-2190648157138342951</id><published>2009-09-24T18:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-24T18:30:49.063+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bad day'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="340" width="560"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/5F74FZfdSJY&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/5F74FZfdSJY&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="350" height="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;"Good example of singlish man" - Faustine Anne U. Milo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;WAKAKAKAKAKAKAKA!! Okay I was like at youtube and decided to like post this. :D ZEE-BRAAAAA. Bigini. HAHAHAHAHA!! Ms Teo showed us before our oral. Shara kept saying &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;"BOOMS"&amp;nbsp;all week. LOL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRN_agXrrQ/Srs6NLSlrwI/AAAAAAAAAcA/D75rk5ZQhp4/s1600-h/Car%2520VW%2520Beetle.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" iq="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRN_agXrrQ/Srs6NLSlrwI/AAAAAAAAAcA/D75rk5ZQhp4/s320/Car%2520VW%2520Beetle.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;I told mum I wanna get this car when I'm older. :D So cute eh? ^^ Volkswagen Beetle :D Shara wanna get a black if I'm not wrong. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://plainblack.co.uk/images/large/cap_corduroy_hat_plain_black_LRG.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;http://plainblack.co.uk/images/large/cap_corduroy_hat_plain_black_LRG.jpg&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt; (I'm really dying to get this cap) Idk why. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;Today. Oh the worst day of the week. Urgh. I mean it. Firstly, I woke up late. Secondly, I thought I was still on time thanks to the clock in my room that is always 10 minutes faster, but today it was actually 10 minutes LATE. Oh how marvellous. -.- Then I got ready and ate breafast, as usual a bowl of Trix and a cup of milo. :D Okarrrr. Then dad left and I continued eating and I was still early and it was like around 7.15 am when I left home in a hurry. -.- So I&amp;nbsp;locked the door, put on my shoes and I had already put on my shoe. Yes, SHOE. The left one to be exact. So I have this habit of actually hittting the shoes before putting them on. So I was like hitting the right one and there was like a few ants around my shoes. I was like "eh? How come ah?" Banged my shoe on the floor and OH WOW, THE ANTS HAS INVADED MY SHOE. OH MY GOSH. I totally freaked out la! Seriously I ran back to the door and grab my keys from my pocket and took my new shoes. So while putting the new one on, it was already 7.20 am and the sky was like really really really RED. Orange red I guess? It was drizzling. Okar anyway.. I then realised that the reight shoe, the shoe lace was like totally gone. Yes, gone. I had to search for it and oh well found it in the shoe. -.-&amp;nbsp; I was seriously, pissed. No kidding. Tsk. I didnt even get to tie my shoelace I just ran to the lift and went down and Shara was all sour. :X&amp;nbsp; It was drizzling, making us wet. Reached school like, really late. Then it was English. Totally forgot about my letter. :X Er, dont wanna talk about it. Maths was fun I guess? PW was stress relieve period. Went to Facebook. :D Malay was omg, I hate malay periods with him. :S&amp;nbsp; I forgot to do my journal. I had to well.....lie. I had no choice!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;CIkgu saya tak boleh hantar jurnal hari ini&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Mengapa?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Saya tertinggalkan nya di rumah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Esok hantar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Saya boleh lari rumah nanti&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Boleh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Boleh. Rumah saya dekat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f; font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;The main reason I didnt wanna submot tomorrow is cause, I dont want him to spoil my day. Idk why? Lit was fine. We totally had spontaneous scripts. -.- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f; font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Recess.. I'm a mood spoiler dont wanna talk about it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2376087999214392012-2190648157138342951?l=akumademoiselle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://akumademoiselle.blogspot.com/feeds/2190648157138342951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://akumademoiselle.blogspot.com/2009/09/good-example-of-singlish-man-faustine.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2376087999214392012/posts/default/2190648157138342951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2376087999214392012/posts/default/2190648157138342951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://akumademoiselle.blogspot.com/2009/09/good-example-of-singlish-man-faustine.html' title=''/><author><name>akumademoiselle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17891791291020360202</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRN_agXrrQ/ShvHR8c_eII/AAAAAAAAAFE/l3zbmtLxa78/S220/blank.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRN_agXrrQ/Srs6NLSlrwI/AAAAAAAAAcA/D75rk5ZQhp4/s72-c/Car%2520VW%2520Beetle.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2376087999214392012.post-53499025532242359</id><published>2009-09-23T18:12:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-23T18:19:46.970+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='&quot;hair cut&quot;'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="340" width="560"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/oGp6BkgR1rw&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/oGp6BkgR1rw&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="350" height="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;I like. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;Yesterday, was HILARIOUS. During Geog (Mr Suhaimi wasnt in and we had some teacher that came a period LATE) SABERRYNA, yes that jiwang partner of mine became my hair stylist. OH HOW "AMAZING". HAHA. I was tying up my hair when Sab was like "I WANNA TRY TYING YOUR HAIR!!!" And I was like "I WANNA TIE LA DEY!" And so she totally just tie my hair la. -- tsk. And then it was my turn to&lt;strike&gt; cut&lt;/strike&gt; tie her hair. SO cute. Her hair I mean. :D then we were like "WE'RE GONNA CUT YOUR HAIR, GONNA HIGHLIGHT IT, GONNA COMB IT YADA YADA YADA" Haha. AND EUGENE DIE DIE WANNA SEE A GHOST! Haha. So Priya grant his wish. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666; font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Eh kalau nak jalan raya text me leh. :D JWPS-ian cannot be like last year hor! Screw up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666; font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;And I really think Ms&amp;nbsp;Teo has boyfriend? Eh?&amp;nbsp;Was reading Kelly's journal. OH ANYWAY, THANKS MS TEO FOR RETURNING MY HUBBY!&amp;nbsp; ^^&amp;nbsp; I know he's heavy. :D&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2376087999214392012-53499025532242359?l=akumademoiselle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://akumademoiselle.blogspot.com/feeds/53499025532242359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://akumademoiselle.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-like.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2376087999214392012/posts/default/53499025532242359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2376087999214392012/posts/default/53499025532242359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://akumademoiselle.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-like.html' title=''/><author><name>akumademoiselle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17891791291020360202</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRN_agXrrQ/ShvHR8c_eII/AAAAAAAAAFE/l3zbmtLxa78/S220/blank.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2376087999214392012.post-6706938164934142013</id><published>2009-09-22T17:43:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-22T17:53:03.896+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I&apos;m at Cadbury land'/><title type='text'>Selamat Hari Raya</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRN_agXrrQ/SricA_7HB2I/AAAAAAAAAb4/dSdgTk7UGvA/s1600-h/P220909_16.25.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" iq="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRN_agXrrQ/SricA_7HB2I/AAAAAAAAAb4/dSdgTk7UGvA/s320/P220909_16.25.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif; font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;SELAMAT HARI RAYA!!!! :D&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif; font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Maaf zahir dan batin. Jika tersilap kata atau terkasar bahasa, harap dimaafkan. Kerana saya hanya insan yang biasa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif; font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f; font-size: small;"&gt;P/s: I know I'm late but hey HARI RAYA last for a month. Come on! Be thankful I wished you guys :D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d; font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;P/ss: Erm.. Duit raya lebih ya ibu ibu bapa bapa. Okay stop it Nur Siti Khadijah Azni. Muka tak malu. Tsk. -.- But oh well, Ilovethepeoplewhogavemethecash. :D Especially that ms &lt;strike&gt;katek&lt;/strike&gt; Rachel Teo. Hoho.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666; font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Rightttt.. After school, went to Jurong Point (no it aint wrong to rush to the nearest CD shop near your school) with Shara, bought Cavana, I mean the sausage (I was tempted lah). Then we went to some shop and we could only find Colbie Caillat's Breakthrough. So went to erm Popular and bought Coco Deluxe Edition and Breakthrough Deluxe Edition. :D Omg. Was so overjoyed! ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6fa8dc; font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Hari Raya is EFFING fun. :D Oh gosh. Yesterday counted the total amount of cash I got and *drum rolls* THE AMOUNT WAS $206 ^^&amp;nbsp; Dad and mum gave me $50 ^^ Okay so erm. Here are the pictures!! ^^&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRN_agXrrQ/SriX4Aszf3I/AAAAAAAAAZ4/3JD3sQMH36A/s1600-h/P190909_18.17.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" iq="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRN_agXrrQ/SriX4Aszf3I/AAAAAAAAAZ4/3JD3sQMH36A/s320/P190909_18.17.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;:D We ordered Halal Roasted Duck for Hari Raya&amp;nbsp;(NO NOT ARWAH MR ROSLAN!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRN_agXrrQ/SriYR7znw7I/AAAAAAAAAaA/Gtv1tEJB-dQ/s1600-h/P130909_12.32%5B01%5D.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" iq="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRN_agXrrQ/SriYR7znw7I/AAAAAAAAAaA/Gtv1tEJB-dQ/s320/P130909_12.32%5B01%5D.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;:D Semangat JWPS-ian uh. Okay totally like 2 weeks back photo. HOHO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRN_agXrrQ/SriYhoLzgqI/AAAAAAAAAaI/29dSjG1TQ_c/s1600-h/P190909_12.12.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" iq="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRN_agXrrQ/SriYhoLzgqI/AAAAAAAAAaI/29dSjG1TQ_c/s320/P190909_12.12.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;A day before Hari Raya.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" iq="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRN_agXrrQ/SriYvGdwlpI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/n3zhsxRUDtU/s320/P190909_12.15.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;Clearly, bored&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRN_agXrrQ/SriZEXrJ5_I/AAAAAAAAAaY/c3PGfhUbOdg/s1600-h/P190909_18.30.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" iq="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRN_agXrrQ/SriZEXrJ5_I/AAAAAAAAAaY/c3PGfhUbOdg/s320/P190909_18.30.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;The curtain that I put up on my own. :D Well it was my first successful attempt. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRN_agXrrQ/SriZfPjfLEI/AAAAAAAAAag/abj1t9K1ULo/s1600-h/P200909_11.51.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" iq="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRN_agXrrQ/SriZfPjfLEI/AAAAAAAAAag/abj1t9K1ULo/s320/P200909_11.51.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;Morning of Hari Raya after I took ages to put on the clothes (NO, I do not support Bala)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRN_agXrrQ/SriZxrobQGI/AAAAAAAAAao/jcGSq3MarD0/s1600-h/P200909_11.59.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" iq="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRN_agXrrQ/SriZxrobQGI/AAAAAAAAAao/jcGSq3MarD0/s320/P200909_11.59.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;Well, the others took ages to get ready. -.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRN_agXrrQ/SriZ8LPpXhI/AAAAAAAAAaw/Rfwv6LXaUh8/s1600-h/P200909_12.53.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" iq="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRN_agXrrQ/SriZ8LPpXhI/AAAAAAAAAaw/Rfwv6LXaUh8/s320/P200909_12.53.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;After I took ages to actually comb my hair and pin it up and stuff, dad suddenly told me to pakai tudung. Urgh? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRN_agXrrQ/SriaOe_DZSI/AAAAAAAAAa4/M6yZNwvFwfc/s1600-h/P200909_23.56.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" iq="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRN_agXrrQ/SriaOe_DZSI/AAAAAAAAAa4/M6yZNwvFwfc/s320/P200909_23.56.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;Every year, my grandaunt gives us $3 . Cool sia :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRN_agXrrQ/SriaaNcBoxI/AAAAAAAAAbA/wUA512qPZeg/s1600-h/P200909_23.58.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" iq="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRN_agXrrQ/SriaaNcBoxI/AAAAAAAAAbA/wUA512qPZeg/s320/P200909_23.58.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;Cute sia the sampul :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRN_agXrrQ/Sriao2c_E9I/AAAAAAAAAbI/nG-MBFRQvNw/s1600-h/P200909_23.59.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" iq="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRN_agXrrQ/Sriao2c_E9I/AAAAAAAAAbI/nG-MBFRQvNw/s320/P200909_23.59.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;Well, the inside of it. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRN_agXrrQ/Sria1zkksiI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/P7LS34oQs6E/s1600-h/P210909_13.36.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" iq="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRN_agXrrQ/Sria1zkksiI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/P7LS34oQs6E/s320/P210909_13.36.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;Well hello there Ahmad Yasin ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRN_agXrrQ/SribDrpyvrI/AAAAAAAAAbY/koD0YcVewN0/s1600-h/P210909_18.39.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" iq="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRN_agXrrQ/SribDrpyvrI/AAAAAAAAAbY/koD0YcVewN0/s320/P210909_18.39.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;Its called creativity. :D Yes, its a KitKat with a two dollar pasted on it and wrapped. ;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRN_agXrrQ/SribTv6D0pI/AAAAAAAAAbg/pUC-waSJQ2M/s1600-h/P220909_15.17.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" iq="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRN_agXrrQ/SribTv6D0pI/AAAAAAAAAbg/pUC-waSJQ2M/s320/P220909_15.17.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;L: Colbie Caillat, Breakthrough M: Colbie Caillat, Coco&amp;nbsp;R: Taylor Swift, Fearless&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRN_agXrrQ/SriboBxCwlI/AAAAAAAAAbo/MjCsNWeTMWw/s1600-h/P220909_15.18.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" iq="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRN_agXrrQ/SriboBxCwlI/AAAAAAAAAbo/MjCsNWeTMWw/s320/P220909_15.18.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;The back part&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRN_agXrrQ/Sribv5TpoiI/AAAAAAAAAbw/PASUgF3DM74/s1600-h/P220909_16.25%5B01%5D.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" iq="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRN_agXrrQ/Sribv5TpoiI/AAAAAAAAAbw/PASUgF3DM74/s320/P220909_16.25%5B01%5D.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;Kelly made that for me :D Last Friday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2376087999214392012-6706938164934142013?l=akumademoiselle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://akumademoiselle.blogspot.com/feeds/6706938164934142013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://akumademoiselle.blogspot.com/2009/09/selamat-hari-raya.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2376087999214392012/posts/default/6706938164934142013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2376087999214392012/posts/default/6706938164934142013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://akumademoiselle.blogspot.com/2009/09/selamat-hari-raya.html' title='Selamat Hari Raya'/><author><name>akumademoiselle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17891791291020360202</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRN_agXrrQ/ShvHR8c_eII/AAAAAAAAAFE/l3zbmtLxa78/S220/blank.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRN_agXrrQ/SricA_7HB2I/AAAAAAAAAb4/dSdgTk7UGvA/s72-c/P220909_16.25.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2376087999214392012.post-7995185854156262608</id><published>2009-09-18T17:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-18T17:36:39.913+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Colbie Caillat'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #93c47d; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;Addicted to this song. :D&amp;nbsp;Haha. Should let him hear this song. Feel it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="340" width="560"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/3_kWsSuLqUI&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/3_kWsSuLqUI&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="350" height="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #93c47d; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;Lyrics:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #93c47d; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #93c47d;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #93c47d; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;I won't do what you told me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #93c47d;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #93c47d; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;I won't do what you said (no) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #93c47d;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #93c47d; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;I'm not gonna stop feeling &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #93c47d;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #93c47d; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;I'm not gonna forget it &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #93c47d;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #93c47d; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;I don't wanna start over &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #93c47d;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #93c47d; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;I don't wanna pretend it &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #93c47d;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #93c47d; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;You are not my lover &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #93c47d;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #93c47d; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;Guess you're only my friend &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #93c47d;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #93c47d;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;q
